I just finished up my first full week of work since May. And it was jam-packed with nonstop new employee meetings and a flood of new information. One of the days was back to back meetings with different executive team leaders. And they kept asking what department I work in. Within the company. And I … Continue reading Summer League For My Life

I have spent much of my weekend watching training. To help me feel a little more...competent. Going into my first actual full work week in almost two months. So, I've got this access at work now. To send emails. On behalf of the COO. ... Y'all just...sit with that for a moment. I. Me. I … Continue reading Skipping the Panic Attack Stage

Actually. Shitstorm of vulnerability. Is more accurate. But seems inappropriate for a title. It’s ok to cuss in an actual post. Just not the title. So, shitstorm of vulnerability. Those are the best words I have to describe what is happening inside of my brain right now. My son asked me how the new job … Continue reading Storm of Vulnerability

So to continue on my theme of incompetence this week… My dad found me a very nice, used riding mower yesterday. And brought it to me. As we were coordinating a spot for him in my front outbuilding. My parents saw Walter. And immediately began ridiculing him. And me. “So, you’ve been mowing an acre … Continue reading Walter’s Replacement

Did you get kicked out of the PlayFITStayFIT group, too? I need to know how pissy and resentful to be. “Huh. I did. Weird.” Seriously. We have this PlayFITStayFIT Facebook group. For current members. Where we can see who is going to which class. In hopes of avoiding one on one time with J-Vicious. No … Continue reading Desert of Discomfort

Went to get my Real ID today. Because I wanna be prepared. When Gilead comes. And they try to make me work the colonies. I need to be able to get to Mexico. And I gathered up my file folder filled with my Real ID documents. And headed to the DMV. Approached the counter, and … Continue reading Real ID

Went to get my Real ID today. Because I wanna be prepared. When Gilead comes. And they try to make me work the colonies. I need to be able to get to Mexico. “Do you have your birth certificate?” Yes. “Ohhhh. You didn’t get a signature on this?” On…my birth certificate? “Yes. You should have … Continue reading Birth Certificate or Certificate of Birth

It’s possible some of us may owe J-Vicious an apology. I’m not…entirely comfortable with the idea of apologizing to J-V. But I’m also an upstanding person. Who can admit when she was wrong. Fall Risk and I volunteered for Ironman registration day again this year. Picked one of those all day 8 hour work hours … Continue reading Station Stress

I would like to leave now, please. “No. You’re going to just sit in this for a bit.” Because Rogue enjoys the absurd. A little too much. And Fall Risk is impervious to it. What had happened was we were having pre-movie dinner. And two women walked in. And one of them waved. In our … Continue reading Where Have All The Water Balloons Gone?

"Oh, you live there!" And it was the way she emphasized "you.' Like, maybe I was not supposed to live there. In my home. That I bought. And pay for every month. And spend three-four days every week mowing. And cleaning. And chatting with. So I stopped. And kind of looked around myself. To make … Continue reading Awkward Encounters