OK so I really got slack on the posting here in the last few months didn't I.
Not that anyone actually READS my crap, but it is nice to be able to look back on it myself.
Well, a lot has happened in that blank stretch of time. I'm at my new job, and finished out my first full month last Friday. Its been good for the most part. I'm learning all kinds of new things and meeting new people. I think I'm really going to do well here. The people so far have been great. I'm sure there are a couple that I'm not going to be real fond of, but its business and that's that.
The last day at my old job was good and went out with a whimper. I got all dressed up and fancy thinking Bobby would do something special for it, but he didn't and I was pretty disappointed. He asked me to come back in on that Friday to go over a few things and I begrudgingly agreed to do so.
When I pulled up in the parking lot Friday I saw all the trucks lined up and I knew I wasn't there for work. So I got the going away send off I had imagined and it was every bit as emotional as I thought it would be for all concerned.
When I was leaving The Muffin ..( OK wait, I cant really call him that anymore so lets just call him Aaron) so AARON took me aside and told me that The Lovely Wife, ( hereafter known as Renee) is pregnant!!! I was and am SO happy for them!!!
I still had not heard from her since the big blow up last December but Aaron assured me that she would be calling me soon.
I wasn't worried about it. I figured when she gets ready to get over it she will call me and if not then oh well.
So a few weeks passed and 2 Fridays ago i went out to dinner with my Gusband, Sammie, who was moving to the Caymans for work the following week. We went to Parker's on Ponce where we sat in the bistro section and also where Renee was tending bar. After a couple of hours she came over and gave me a big hug saying shed really missed me. So I think we will be alright. I will probably not see her much either way just because we are on such different schedules but I will make an effort to try.
I'm happy for them and the new baby!!
Its funny how things work out. I sometimes think if that had not happened to us I wouldn't have been ready to leave that place and thus would never have gotten this job.
Of course the fact that my hours were so severely cut didn't help, but I think I would have done something part time to get by and waited the drought out.
The environment I'm in now is so much different than Ive ever been in. Sometimes I'm glad about it ...mostly due to the fact that being a "business casual" place I get to wear all my pretty shoes!!, but also because its forcing me to be more responsible and I really need that structure.
I guess I do sometimes miss the freedom I had before, but looking at it from the point of others, I really am lucky to have even FOUND a job much less a good one that has all the perks as well as more money.
I also believe I'm going to go further here than I ever would have back at good old RJCO.
Hell, there was no where else TO go!
I'm going to be OK I think, I just need to stay focused.
So for the past month Ive been, for the most part, getting up at 4:15AM and working out before coming into work at 7:00AM. I get to leave at 4:00 and avoid a ton of traffic that way, and get the benefit of the morning work outs.
I promised myself one month to get used to the routine, then Id start working on my eating habits again.
Well the month is now gone and I did really well up until last week. I had gone 4, 5, even 6 days a week working out, then last week I fell off the wagon big time, cutting it down to only 2 days. This was because I did bad bad things on Sunday afternoon and was sick as a dog Monday, and actually called in. Not "sick" I made up a lame Dr apt excuse that I could kick myself for.
Bad Bad BAD!!!
I swore to myself that I wouldn't behave like that and there I was.....ugh. So needless to say I did the whole Im tired and recovering bit for 3 days and finally Thursday and Friday got back on the treadmill wagon.
This last Sunday I was going to be good too. And then I wasn't, so I was an hour late coming in. Woopsie!
I really know what I'm doing is jacked up and I also know from a comment made today about the "tart" receptionist we have ( shes gone and I'm filling in for her...she called in sick..) to the tune of, " she seems to always be sick on Mondays"... and my skin just crawled.
Why? Well, because so far due to my excess on Sunday Ive been late to work 2 times and out once entirely, and Ive only worked here a month.
Not good.
So Ive just got to make myself behave more.
I cant understand my mind sometimes.
Anyway, theres more and more to tell but this entry is getting longer and longer, so I'll pick it up again tomorrow. Not going to get behind again!!
