One of those conversations you love to have...

So, I'm in my boss' office yesterday and she tells me how when she meets with a client who is bonkers, she writes my name and number on the back of her business card in the hopes that the nuts will call me instead of her.

Boss - "And you thought this would be a good transition."

Me - "In this economy and job market any transition is a good transition."

Boss - "Thanks for making me feel like a last resort."

Me - "Actually, two other advisors contacted me when they heard I was available."

Boss - "I guess I better start being nicer to you then, huh?"

Ripping open old wounds

So I set myself up for some drama yesterday. Last November I started seeing a guy, who then ended things. In December he showed up again, only to disappear again in January.

Out of nowhere, he IM'd me yesterday. No, wait, in all fairness, I have to say, I had e-mailed him back in January asking him to just give me confirmation in was over. Turns out he thinks we're incompatible and he's sorry he hurt me, but we had some good times, didn't we?

Ok, if he doesn't think we're good together, he has every right to end things. But to wait two months to grow the 'nards to tell me? That's just tacky. I think at a certain point apologies lose their ability to be sincere, and just move into the territory of being said to ease the apologizer's conscience.

That said, it still feels good to not have any loose ends out there. It took me twenty years to figure it out, but I'm not going to forget that it is better to be alone than to be with the wrong man and lonely anyway.

Here's to defying gravity solo for the time being!

An amusing week...

So, last Friday was my last shift at my part time job. I'm doing well enough for myself now that I don't need it, which is a releif. It was also pretty funny, because the manager I worked with that night totally embarrassed a teenage couple that was loitering in front of our store, which made me laugh so hard I cried.

Then it was off to SoCal to spend my birthday with my parents. Had a great time, as was expected. I also hung out with some friends, including my ex. Turns out he has a new girlfriend, and I know her because they worked together when he and I were still together. My words of advice? "Don't fuck this one up." I wish him all the best. He deserves after putting up with me for all those years.

I picked up the Sumatran Rat Monkey from jail (otherwise known as the PetsHotel) on Wednesday. He's been tuckered out ever since. Who knew all day playtime could be so draining? He's so cute when he sleeps.

Seeing as it's Friday the 13th, I've been forcing myself to watch the movie series. At least the first four. New experiences are good for me, correct?

Little Bastard...

So, this morning I had to drop Kudzu off at the PetsHotel for the weekend. I felt so guilty leaving him since he always needs so much attention.

Of course, the second I got him checked in and the employees started to lead him back to his "room" he got excited and happy again. Then I felt betrayed.

Is this how my parents used to feel when they sent me off to summer camp?

Woot!

The economy is down, and times are tough. We all know that, and I certainly found out personally at the end of last month when I found out I was getting laid off.

Luckily, my employeer was able to find another advisor in the region that needed an assistant, so I was offered a new position with the company yesterday. But I can't help worrying for all those who aren't as lucky as I am.

Still, 1/20/09 was a great day, I can feel the change and hope in the air, and I know good things are coming.

I love him, but...

Ok, so I went back to SoCal for the holidays, and boarded the SRM. I was so happy to get him back when I got home that I decided to walk him over to Starbucks so he'd have a bit of an adventure while I got breakfast.

I put him in his harness, and then his little reindeer jacket and we walked over no problem. Then I hooked his lead around a table leg, no problem.

Of course, I wasn't in Starbucks for thirty seconds when I heard, "Miss, your dog got loose!" He had pulled out of his jacket and harness and was trying to get inside to find me.

Don't get me wrong, the unconditional love is great, just slightly embarrassing.

Best investment I ever made...

I talk to my Parents every Sunday night. Obvious subject of conversation yesterday was the weather. Yesterday was my first serious snow since I've moved to Oregon. And the temperature has been appropriatly cold to go along with it.

Luckily, my apartment is small, so heating it isn't a horrendous burden (I say now, before I start getting my real winter electric bills). But, of course, they asked how I manage to keep warm at night.

"Simple," I tell them. "I invested in mammals."

You try being cold when you have a sumatran rat monkey curled up under the covers with you, not to mention two medium haired kittens curled up under your chin. I'm glad I invested when I did.