Monthly Archives: November 2002

Visit To Grandma

Sitting here in bed at mom and dad’s house. I am always surprised at the head of hair grandma has on her. We went to the hospital – mom and I – after dinner at Buckheads (yeast roll bonanza… yum!). I ran my hand through her hair and lightly rubbed her scalp. Her blue eyes recognized me and she actually said the words ‘Happy Thanksgiving’ when I came in and said same to her. Mom washed her hands and put lotion on them and then fed her some orange sherbert. We get out of there and all I can think about is if I am still paying into my long-term care plan I had with my employer or not…? And where will I be when I am 93?

I have my usual pre-return antsy-ness. I just want to get home and get it going. I am always like this the night before my flight. I just get un-ruly and more than a little ornery. I was glad that we went out to a bookstore this morning while we were still in Nashville. I think that we had been all four sitting in the same room for too long. Reading. And talking. And reading. And talking. I am thankful that we are such a communicative (communicable?) bunch – but I was getting a little – dense. Feeling the density. I guess that’s a good way to put it.

I am going to take the laptop in to Best Buy on Monday morning first thing and see if they can lay hands on it. I am hoping that they’ll say it is a faulty hard drive and order a new one and I’ll be on my merry way. I just want the damned thing to work fast – like a 800 MHz machine is supposed to!

I know that I say it every month. But I really want to get December locked down and productive. Get all of my teleclasses loaded into the proper websites and billing systems. Nail down the scripts once and for all. And get the emailing schedule out there and rolling.

I just had a very strange craving for Tab. Or at least Tab with a lemon in it. Very strange.

Turkey

Sitting here at Brooks and Heather’s house. Heather and Mom and Dad are at Garden Ridge right now. They have been there for quite a while now. Our thanksgiving turned out a little strange. We went to one place and it turned out that there was a one and a half hour wait and then went to the Belle Mead Cafeteria where we stood in line for probably a half hour to go through a cafeteria line. It was a little unconventional. Next year I’ll try to get them up to my place and we’ll go some place where we have reservations and don’t have to wait.

Getting out of the city is always so motivating. I feel renewal and a since of making December the month where things really start to happen. Usually that means I start off like a soldier and burn-out by the first week.

To The Hole

Ron and I went dancing last night. We’ve been pretty unimpressed with Circuit since the influx of yuppies into the condos next door have forced them to turn their volume down to barely enjoyable bass-thumping. And Roscoe’s just seems to be suck lately so we took a chance and went to Manhole – I hadn’t been there in two years. the bar was empty and we were the only ones on the dance floor and the music was great. Sort of like having your own private club. We danced for about an hour and then had quick late dinner at Melrose and then came home. I was up early this morning on the elliptical trainer and then home to make scramble eggs and et cetera. Got to the grocery and wen to a used bookstore and then came home and took a nap. Only worked one and a half days last week – had a really bad cold all week that I finally seem to have slipped away from.

Been reading a fascinating collection of essays published by the ACLU about the effects of war-time on civil liberties in the United States. I didn’t know, for example, that the Japanese-American internment camps issue went all the way to the Supreme Court. It is also revealing to note that the Constitution talks about the right of everyone to life, liberty et al – not just citizens. And where does that fall with our military tribunals and detainees.

Had another audition for an armed forces commercial – maybe I should go into the Marines Reserve.

Heather is strongly recommending I seek a corporate gig right now to get myself out of The Day-Job. I have half-way finished my work resume.

I love Lisa Simpson – she just wants to go to Brown and be academically challenged. I feel for her.

I’ll be backloading my blog with entries I’ve been putting on laptop.

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Here at the coffeshop working on my teleclass scripts. I really crashed hard this week – I think it is from Ron’s being sick and spending the night and snoring. Snoring drives me up a fall and alternately down a hole – I feel angry that my slumber is beinhg interrupted bby someone else’s exhalations and angry that I’m letting it get to me and why can’t I just calm down and go to sleep. This has always been an issue for me. As my mom would say, ‘Honey, you’re all ate up!’

I ended up not sleeping very well on Tuesday night so I was up at 4 and to the gym at 5:30. I had a really good workout. Since my right shoulder is still a little weak feeling I am trying to find exercises which don’t stress it out. Lateral shoulder raise remains my favorite exercise of all time. I think because I have big shoulders that respond quick to weight training.

Anyway I came home last night and slept for 12 hours and then came home today after noon and slept until 6. The days getting shorter is also starting to take it’s effect. I woke up at 6 and it was so dark, I thought it was 9 or so. But I’m here now. I’m using Bill’s book as a guide for my class I’m putting together on Excel. The goal is to eventually have one for all of the MS Office suite and then evnetually adapt that to OpenOffice and StarOffice as well.

Had lunch today with John and we were bemoaning our work situations. They keep telling him how valuable he is to the company but they haven’t yet decided to bring him from temp to full-timer. Then I’m holding out for this bonus that they say I am getting at the end of the month. I need to make sure that that is still on it’s way. My God, if they said that I wasn’t getting it. I would flip out big-time.

Coaching with my one client this week I re-realized the need to have a lot more fun in my day. I try to ‘get into my day’ and take everything with grains of salt. I loved being up at 4 in the morning and to the gym at 5:30. Everything is so cleared and clean and the day is before you like a patient etherized upon a table.

The ergoN******cs guy came in yesterday to evaluate Teresa’s workspace. It was funny that as soon as we knew he was coming we all start sitting up straight and holding the phones with our hands instead of with our neck and jaw.

Tra-La

I wonder if the rumors are true that in Maryland, someone was passing out flyers in poor (read: black) neighborhoods about the election on the 6th. And that if you had overdue rent or

I had a really good workout – I was up at 4 – I couldn’t sleep due to Ron’s snoring and I forgot that the gym does not open until 5:30 so I got there a half hour early and so I took a walk down Clark towards Fullerton and back. I love the city when it is quiet and no one is out. It’s like you are the only person in the world – the city isn’t awake yet. Got back to the gym and the ranks of early-morning fitness warriors had gathered. There’s a certain unspoken camaradery with this group – we’re all like: ‘I know how you feel – I had to drag my ass out of bed this morning to get here this early, too’ Work is dumb as always.

I am designing five teleclasses right now. I am going to run each one of them three times during first quarter. I am getting all the scripts and stuff decided now so I can have my entire marketing plan and et cetera laid out and ready to go and so nothing is a surprise and I can pre-load all of my newsletters and marketing efforts.

I made a huge list of things I’d like to get done in November. I feel better having a handwritten list lately. It helps me parse things out day-to-day. Need to inquire about my bonus at work – because as soon as I get it, I have to have a conversation with my boss(es) about my employment status and (lack of sufficient) compensation. SOme good advice that TOdd gave me was to figure out all the possible ways the conversation could go and decide what the decisions and outcomes are for me – because when you are in the heat of the moment, you can back down and weenie out.

The two newbies are picking up the work great – they tell me I can’t go because I’m too much fun and a new employee came by and said: ‘Trudy said you are hysterical in meetings.’ Hee hee. SOmeone has to be the bitter malcontent.

I feel caught in between so many places and positions lately. Lately? Always. I am a habitual over-committer. I need to get better at claiming alone time from Ron. It is so convenient for him to come over and before I know it we are surfing the web and playing Half-Life on LAN and it’s time for bed and he spends the night again. He’s good to have during cold weather though – the boy is like a furnace – like dad. He’s got a cold right now so I hope I don’t get it.

We saw The Ring this weekend and I was mentioning that the film is based on a series of Japanese movies (and novels). Ron said the girl in the well is very similar to a Philipino folk legend – the White Lady. A ghost legend that is throughout all the provinces and is noted by a white dress and her long black hair covering her face. I’m wondering if that was a pick-up from Japanese culture as well. It reminded me of traditional Jewish funerals where they cover all the mirrors in the house so the grieved aren’t concerned about their appearance as they mourn (I think that that is why that is like that).

As I voted yesterday I kept thinking I need to run for something some day. I mean, by the time you get to the end of the ballot I’m just choosing Democrats, women and minorities willy-nilly. I don’t even know what half of these positions do in the city/county/state. Then I heard that alderman get $90,000 a year – that is awesome! I wonder if that includes a pension s well.

Bought some winter woolies at Old Navy. Ever since I moved here I always buy scarves and gloves there because they are cheap – and I usually lose my scarf or hat or gloves at least once a year. No Isotoner gloves for me.

I seem to re-commit to eating better and not eating out at work every other week. I try not to give myself a hard time when I don’t make the time to prepare food for the next day. I find that if I keep my coming home inertia going to the kitchen then I can have dinner ready to go and the next day’s food in the lunchbox. Yes, a lunchbox. Einstein Bagels had lunch boxes on sale for just $3 (with purchase – powerbagel w/peanut butter) so I bought one until I can find a suitable ‘real’ lunchbox like Aliens or Terminator – Ron, of course wants the Powerpuff Girls.