Monday mood

Disclaimer: this post is written with the single purpose of venting.

Today is Monday. That alone should do it. But lately I've tried to have a more positive attitude and be thankful for each day and for the opportunity of working and getting paid for it. So that means that Monday stopped being a curse word and became just a week day like any other.
But today I'm having a hard time keeping positive.
Doesn't help that I'm alone at the office and it's freezing. Turned the heat up and all, but can't feel many changes.
We got a revision for the ongoing project, so the entire process of downloading plans, uploading and emailing them out took forever.
Funny enough, the project bidding also got a revision, so I had to do the same thing. With the bonus that who was on the fence about bidding (this Wednesday) will see that and just ignore the project. I would...
Add miscellaneous requests that been sent my way.
And finally add my niece that can't grasp the simple concepts of economics and wants to spend money she doesn't have on something she doesn't need. And I can't make her understand that she has to learn the value of money and to prioritize purchases... 
Maybe add some messed up hormones or something.

Bitchyyyyyyy

Coincidences

For our wedding anniversary back in December my hubby decided to get me a new wedding band. Mostly because I had been hinting at one for a while. He kept telling me to get one and I kept procrastinating. Nothing new there. So on the eve of the anniversary he dragged me to Macy's so we could choose one. That might sound very easy, but it isn't. Not the dragging me to Macy's part, but the choosing one. If he had is way I would be sporting a big rock, a diamond able to cut glass at several of Macy's storefronts. Me on the other hand would much rather have a simple gold band that is as simple and innocent as possible. Much like the one I use, but like half a size bigger, just to accommodate my not slimming down.
And then the browsing and trying stuff began. Poor sales guy must of been cursing the day he met us, but he was a sweetheart and sucked it up.
We finally narrowed down the search to two options. One that I loved and he tolerated and one that he loved and I was OK with. I caved in and chose the one he loved. Slightly more shiny and bigger, but nothing i can't handle with some getting used to. And surprise surprise... it was too big for me! Must of tried 20 different rings, all that perfectly fit me... and he chose the one that needed to be resized! Fine, i can wait the 3 weeks the guy mentioned...
Fast forward 3 weeks...
And no call to pick up the ring!
A month goes by. And yesterday I actually call to check on it. It is just starting to bug me, since I have to pay the credit card bill and not a fan of paying for stuff I don't have.
Yesterday afternoon the ring "wasn't ready yet". Bummer...
This morning i get a call before 10 saying the ring is ready to be picked up! Don't want to sound paranoid, but isn't that a big weird coincidence? I will try not to think that the ring has been sitting there, all alone and feeling left out because no one called me to pick it up... The poor thing...
And now that i vented about this totally dumb and self absorbed topic, I can get to work and/or read the news, whatever happens first.

Funny stuff at work 1

[Convo held yesterday afternoon]
"Boss: what time will you be in tomorrow? I am to look at these plans with you two. I plan on getting in at 9am.
Mini-boss: I will be in at 8. Want to be up to take calls on another project.
Me: well... I was planning on coming in at 10.... But i can make it in earlier...
Boss: ok, that works."

As planned I got in at 10. And was the first one in.

Just thought it was funny.

Update: mini boss just walked in too, so only a couple hours late on the date he first mentioned.

Government shut down

The title alone says it all. The US government is shut down because the chosen president won't budge on is wish to have funds to build a wall. It is perfectly fine to have 800,000 people not getting paid to do their work. Sounds like a solid plan...

Let's imagine that these people get $7/h. Per week that equals $224,000,000 in savings that can go towards the wall. A couple of months of government shutdown and the wall will pay for itself... Who would of guessed that Mexico wouldn't want to pay for that ridiculous notion? Now everyone needs to make sacrifices and what not...

This is all so ridiculous it's hard to grasp....

Christmas

As I sit at the office listening to Christmas carols, I wonder where my xmas spirit is... Been trying hard to find it, but nothing. Finished most of my Xmas shopping during cyber Monday. Finished all the cards yesterday. I even went a bit extra and decorated them myself. With much help from Youtube videos. Have the last 2 packages wrapped and ready to drop off at the postal services today.

But all of that was done on auto mode, more like an obligation than something else. :(

I miss being a child and looking forward to Christmas. To be eager to spend my little savings on gifts for my loved ones. No one expected anything and they were happy that i actually spent what i had gathered in small tokens for them. And it was all about the food and family.

And, once again, i have neither my family or our food for Christmas. So bah for it...

Red Devil

And that about sums it up! I had this entire post lined up in my mind since yesterday, when I had to stay home because I couldn't stand up straight. And since there wasn't much to do at work I gave myself the day off to stay home, take some Midol and curl up in the couch. And eat Swiss Rolls. And avoid killing the poor hubby.
But Google provided this .gif that sums up so well the feeling that it would be a shame not to use it (thank you to whomever made it available).

Today I came in to work, no Midol intake since the thing makes me drowsy. And then I forgot the office key, so I got to sit in the car waiting for someone to show up and open the door. And since there isn't much to do I sit here, waiting for bids to come in. And hoping the bosses will show up with chocolate donuts... One can hope, right?

#%%$^

Should I be worried - the update

Everything is OK. Company still going. On the 4th day someone showed up!

In the meantime I have been actually working and trying to find proposals for projects. To be totally honest I think we won't be getting any of these projects, but we carry on trying...

Today is Tuesday. Not Monday. Doesn't mean that the Monday blues aren't in. Wishing i was home lounging in the couch. So sleepy it's not even funny... YAWN

Slow days - update 1

A project did show up on my email. But it is one of those that we are just invited to bid for the sake of bidding, close to zero chance of getting the project. So here I sit, calling subs in the hopes of finding someone willing to put in the time and effort to quote this for us. Selling something i really don't believe. I have something to do, true, but it still feels like a time filler.

Feels like a great opportunity to have mini boss take over and start making some calls... but he isn't here. No one but me is here. Can't blame them, if I had the choice I wouldn't be here either.

Doesn't help that i am extremely sleepy.... I really could use a 12h nap...

Slow days

When at work, it's nice to have something to do. Just to help pass the time. I don't mean to be overwhelmed with tasks, but to have enough to keep me busy for a few hours. Sadly that is not the case at the moment.
We are only dealing with small little projects that the mini boss is looking over and some warranty stuff that the big boss is dealing with. That leaves me with little to nothing to do. Send a couple of emails, answer a phone call... and kill time... Since I get paid by the hour worked, that leaves me with mixed feelings: should i stay here just in case and get paid or do I just go or stay home due to lack of work? Been trying to compromise and not do full days, staying for only a couple of hours... I will have to discuss this with the bosses so we reach an agreement. Don't want them thinking i am taking advantage of their good will, but I also don't want them to think i am trying to steal their money!

This morning when the alarm clock rang, I felt like I had sand bags sitting in my eyes. Waking up was a true pain. Thought about calling it a day and staying home, but calling it with such short notice wasn't really right. And now I sit here, waiting for an email and playing games on my phone... just isn't right.

Fairly certain that after I bitch about this, a number of projects will show up on my email... fingers crossed!

Dealing with tantrums

I apologize in advance to the poor soul who found this blog in a search for how to deal with difficult or stubborn child. This is not the right place for that.

What follows is a rant about grown-ups that behave like children.

- At work one of our clients, who is an idiot, refused to shake mini boss' hand today. This because mini boss dared to send an email to one of the guys co-workers asking for a revised PO. Since mini boss emailed the accounting person, seems like he did nothing wrong. But per the client that was a huge disrespect and cause to halt new projects with us. Also cause to be rude to mini boss. I just can't understand how a self respecting professional works like that. How he can plainly ignore someone you are working for/with you. All the emails he send are addressed to me, even if mini boss is the one responding. As stated, client is an idiot. But if I am not mistaken, he won't be a client for much longer...

- Miss S sent me a couple of messages on Whatsapp, very passive aggressive saying i had no business telling her ex that she was in love with another guy. Seems he called and told her someone had told him and she instantly assumed i had been the one. And I was pissed. At her for believing i would tell him something she told me and at him for making it sound like i did. I told her I would send her snaps of our full convo if she needed proof. My bottom line is a lesson to me of just staying out of it all and not talking to either of them.

- POTUS. Because he is a prime example of a grown up behaving like a spoiled toddler. For more info just refer to anything posted by him on Twitter.

This being said, I am currently the holder of a massive head ache and feel as grumpy as it gets. Over things i mostly can't control, but still disgust me.

Update on sickies

Just for future reference: I am still coughing and the eyes are still itchy. I will blame that on the usual Spring allergies. 

Hubby might still live. He traded the bed for the couch yesterday and even found the strength in him to play for like 20 mins...   

He is still recovering, but nearly not as dire as he makes it sound like. But sure, if that is what takes him to feel better, why not... 

On the bright side: not playing Neverwinter intensively has allowed me to finish reading a full book! The joy of laying on the couch reading is something i tend to forget to easily. Wonder if I will be able to start another today or the man will be OK enough to resume gaming activities... 

The joys of the common cold...

... can't name any at the moment...

Managed to share mine with hubbie, that took it upon himself to be all bitchy and moody about it...

Yeah, it was my plan all along to catch a cold, feel miserable for an undetermined period of time and give it to you so you can also feel that way. The difference is that you get to stay home in bed moping and I have to come to work. And after i get to go home and resume normal tasks, like eating, talking, housework...

I am happy that he can stay in bed and do his healing process... just not happy at all about his attitude towards me. What's with the angry demeanor? I am truly sorry he is sick and feeling bad, but why should I have to take shit from him for it?

Hate wanting to stay at work on a Monday just not to deal with Mr. Grumpy...

TGIF

Come on Friday hours: run fast and allow me to go home and take a 48h nap!

So much work to do, so little energy to do it... But i am giving it my all just by keeping my eyes open instead of laying my head on the table and catch a few zzzz... Stupid allergies/sinus infection/cold...

Thanks a lot MN framers and plumbers....

The title says it all... And it's filled with sarcasm.

Shinny new project in Minnesota. Fairly close to the twin cities. Send out the bid invite with plenty of time. Then reminder to bid. Bid day comes by and where are the bids? Nowhere to be seen.

WTF??!

How difficult or time consuming is it to reply to the email saying "not bidding"? Or just click the "no" box on the website? I understand being busy and not being able to bid. But i don't understand not having the common courtesy of responding. It is just plain rude and disrespectful. I won't even go into the marvelous world of voicemails, where 1 call back out of 12 voicemails left is a very good average.

That being said, the ones that actually respond or call back are fucking rock stars! If they take 30 secs out of their day to actually respond and they choose to bid, I am going to place their bid first on my list.

Not wanting to run a foul mouth here, but i hate most of these dickheads that i am about to call, pretending to be all sweet and accommodating. And know this: when i say "thank you and have a good day" what i really mean is "Fuck you! i really didn't need to call you again if you had taken a few seconds of your time in the first place. Now i just spent 2 mins of both our days to nag you about this... again!"

Sickies

The office today sounds like some sort of sad hospital waiting room on a slow day. Or maybe the sitting room at some retirement home. And these are references based on my Portuguese experience, since I am lucky enough to not know how those things are in the US. 

So back to the topic at hand: mini boss is out there whimpering (not exaggerating, there are actual grunts coming from him) with back pain. Lady boss is coughing away in her office complaining about the heat in the office and the dryness of the air. Big boss seems to be OK, just recovering quietly from his procedure last week. If this was really a waiting room he would just be here to get his stitches removed of something similar. 

And I am quietly sitting at my desk, dog laying next to me. Like an oasis of quietness for both of us. 

Don't want to complain about having people here, but it sure is a lot quieter when it's just me, myself and I... 

Tuesday 04/24/2018

Is it the weekend already?

No, it isn't...

Still Thursday, 2 more days of work to go, and I feel so drained and short of energy that I'm left wondering how am I supposed to make things happen successfully at work.

New project bidding, so I'm supposed to be making calls and sending out invites. But the phone sits pretty next to me, untouched and undisturbed. Because if I don't want to be bothered, I'm pretty sure the phone feels the same way!

Haven't seen the bosses at all this week. They may came in today, but who knows. Mini boss showed up yesterday for a few minutes and then left. Not complaining about their absence, just bitching about the lack of help. In all honesty, I am the minion that is supposed to do the work, but not sure if that is working out, since I have no wish or will to do it. I get things done, but at a very slow pace.

And that is all. Just wanted to get that feeling out of my chest and now I will force myself to do something...

Still not the weekend, eh?

Domestic drama

For the last couple weeks I have failed to open the mailbox and retrieve mail. Not for lack of trying I must add. But simply couldn't fit the key to open it.

Me (at least one week ago): "hey babe, I can't open the mailbox, can you please go try?
Hubby: "you're just doing it wrong [note: i open locks wrong, it's a mistery how I've been entering places and opening doors for over 30y]. You have to wiggle it a bit and it will open"
Me: "Glad you know the trick, go get the mail please"

** a week passes **

Ridiculous and significant snow fall. Hubby outside clearing the driveway for a second time. Walks in the house and I shout from the computer room "go get the mail". 10 mins pass and no return. Look out the window and there he is, fighting a lost battle with the mailbox.

** walks back in the house, defeated by the mailbox**

Hubby: "key won't fit the lock"
Me: "..." - while silently thinking "no shit Einstein, been telling you that for a while now"

Called the USPS and now waiting for a locksmith sent by them to change the lock and charge us $40... I am also fairly certain we will need forceps to remove all the mail from the box, including a package including make up [post to be published later about thing] that should be destroyed by now...

Spring in Minnesota

Think Minnesota might of missed the memo about Spring starting... in March...

Poor trees will think they can finally start blooming and them they get hit with snow during the weekend. Not nice MN, not nice at all...