I am anxious to tackle my day…I don’t know why but I want to get the yard work done early this morning and then get my errands done, grocery shopping. I would love to try and make it out to the Hardscape Materials place just to look around, day-dream about what I want to buy for my house/yard.
I had an up and down emotional week at work…not really sure where I stand this week with regard to my employment probation. I was very down about it on Friday morning, pretty much wore myself out by noon having a little pity party for myself. Knowing that I’ve stepped things up and have dug into my desk/work just makes it all the more frustrating. I would like to think this isn’t a completely lost cause and that I will remain employed at this firm past the end of my probation, but then I wonder if I really want to stay with this bunch of people. Is what I’m doing enough?
I see what a lousy job the other secretaries are doing, the mistakes they make, the sloppy attitude, the unwillingness to stay and do their job and I wonder why I’ve done so wrong that I’m the one on probation. I can’t help but think it was a trade-off and thus a point was trying to be made by one of the shareholder attorneys. I’ve gone beyond the call of duty with my folks…I stay when I could easily bail…I stay until the job is done…I really don’t like working in this kind of environment.
I had a couple of busy evenings this week…I am always amazed at how much I enjoy my evening sessions…though they take a lot out of me, I love knowing that I have brought some sexual enjoyment to a man and to myself.
I had dinner last night with one of my guys…it was a pleasant evening. Yes, I enjoyed my dinner…time flew by and before I knew it, it was 11:30 p.m. I loved knowing that I hadn’t had anything to drink, not even a nice glass of wine…I just don’t miss drinking alcohol at all any more…I certainly don’t miss the morning-after process. I thoroughly enjoyed my food, my dessert and coffee…I couldn’t help but be amused wondering if my dinner companion could even hear half of what I was saying!!!
My oldest child, my daughter will be turning 30-years-old on Tuesday. I sent her birthday card and present on Friday. It isn’t much but it was from the heart. It’s hard to believe that she’s all grown up and has a family of her own. I must’ve done something right as she is a thriving, productive wife and mother. How many people can say any of their children are out on their own and living their lives? So many of my c0-workers have their grown children living with them…many of them refuse to find a job…many find a job but only to quit because it just isn’t what they wanted or had hoped? I can’t get over how many times a day the grown daughters of the secretary around the corner call and talk to their mother…they can hardly go a couple of hours without consulting their mother about simply little things…amazing, simply amazing. I’m proud of my daughter and two sons…Happy Birthday to my girl!!!
Time for another cup of coffee and then time to tackle the yard work…have a great Sunday and better week ahead.