It’s that time again: Anniversary and Matt’s birthday! What to buy? Should I just get him a gift card? Should we go out to dinner? What’s a girl who didn’t remember the exact dates until she checked her calendar to do???
Eh, screw it. I’ll buy something online at the last minute.
(Yes, this counts as a post)
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Just when I think that the world can’t possibly get any more cruel, it decides to show me just how wrong I am. Let me tell you a story:
All around me, life is happening. People are lauging, children are playing, and the world is turning. Friends are marrying, having children, buying houses and getting promotions. They’re all just so damn happy while I am still a temp with no workplace rights or benefits, living in an apartment, and childless, with my left ring finger unadorned. I’m still in Kansas City years after I promised myself I’d leave, I’m still not enrolled in a full-time (or any-time) program at one of the many local colleges, and I’m 15 pounds overweight, to boot.
Honestly, I’ve been ok with all of that. I really have. Everything but the weight thing has kind of taken a back burner these past few months because Matt and I have both agreed that it makes more sense to focus on finding him a job and making sure that we don’t go broke than it does to focus on weddings and diamond rings and, gulp, children. It was all ok until about a month ago when I got a late-night phone call from my mother. The conversation was short and innocent, but nervewracking nonetheless:
*ring ring*
Lestlie: Helloooo?
Lestlie’s Mom: Heey, Les! Um, so. I have a question: Do you have some news you’d like to share with me? Anything at all? Hmm??
Lestlie: (thinking back to those times when I was a kid and I knew that when she got that tone, I was in trouble) Uh, noo…why?
Lestlie’s Mom: Well, I just got a call from some guy at Baby Magazine who said that you signed up to get this magazine and free baby products…like diapers. That go on babies. BABIES!!!
Lestlie: …
Yep, some joker decided to sign me up for Baby Magazine and they were calling my mother to confirm. They called her about four or five more times and then, I guess, gave up. All was well with the world again (because, duh, I wasn’t and am not pregnant) until today. I was just coming back from a quick jaunt to the mall (cute new top) and Target (uhh, contact paper – yay) and decided to pick up the mail on my way home. Inside the mailbox were: check stub, concert tickets, and… Baby magazine and a Huggies diaper sample.
I almost died. I’m still kind of in shock. I mean, wouldn’t you be? It’s as if it isn’t enough that the entire world is going forth and procreating and getting married and having fabulous happy married couple lives while I remain unmarried, practically a spinster, but someone signs me up to recieve goddamn baby product samples and a magazine?!??
If you live close, please stop by. I may need resuscitating.
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Due in equal part to a prank and a boss with no sense of humor (or respect for employees), Matt lost his job in May. He currently amuses himself during the day by perusing the job boards, playing email tag with recruiters and killing people in whatever video game he’s playing these days. I spend my days working in a specialty pharmacy and worrying about how I’m going to pay the bills and, gulp, rent when Matt’s payout from his old job dwindles down to nothing.
I’m a stresser and a pessimist, so these things come naturally to me. Unfortunately, I have an overactive imagination and a strange inability to block out the negativity. Scarlett O’Hara I am not. We won’t deal with this another day because, dammit, today is here and today, we’re almost to the breaking point. The situation hasn’t gotten too terribly grim just yet, but it will soon if things don’t brighten up, and if they do, there’s no telling where my mind will go. Thanks, economy. I love this new life of monetary fear that I’m being forced to lead.
To be honest, nothing much has occupied my time besides worrying about money and trying desperately to hide that worry from Matt. I don’t really talk to him about my fears because I know he’s stressed enough on his own and I likewise haven’t blogged about it because, newsflash! , he reads the blog. I even went through the stages of grief when he lost his job and managed to hide it relatively well. For someone like me, who wears my emotions on my face, that’s kind of a big deal.
Sadly, this is all I can bring myself to write for now. I should be spending more time looking for part-time jobs and less time worrying about my monthly stats.
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I used to do it daily. Sometimes even twice a day, when I was feeling especially saucy. Now it seems like I only blog once or twice a year. Well, that just has to stop, now doesn’t it?
There have been a lot of things going on these last few weeks that have either required my full attention or left me utterly, completely drained at the end of the day, and I honestly just haven’t cared enough to update. I’m thinking that the normal, chatty Lestlie will soon return to LS/SW and posting will pick up with a regular schedule and possibly even weekly features.
Just give me ’til the weekend. That’s all I ask.
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I’m still alive, ladies and gents. Kind of.
Yesterday afternoon, Matt and I made the trek down to Oklahoma to visit family for Mother’s Day weekend and to celebrate my mom’s graduation from Connors. I’ll be back to our regularly scheduled sporadic posting tomorrow night, if I’m able to survive the tornadoes (we’ve already had one tornado warning since I’ve been here).
Time with family will be nice, but sometimes it’s nice to know that, if you wanted to, you could lay on the couch all day in a cookie coma with Kenneth Branagh on TV and a Jane Austen book in your lap.
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Lestlie: AWW!
Matt: What?
Lestlie: I just took a quick to tell me what Beatles song I am and it’s…
Matt: Eleanor Rigby?
Me: …
Matt: *starts to laugh hysterically*
…actually, the fucker is STILL laughing. Someone tell him he can stop laughing now. At any minute.
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I just followed the official Sarah Palin Governor of Alaska Twitter account because I just can’t get enough of her accusing every media outlet of misquoting her and her staff. Clearly, there isn’t enough of that in the news already.
I already feel dirty but, heaven help me, I can’t un-follow her now!
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Michelle did yet another fantastic job with my hair today. It looked so cute that I had to take a picture (or two or three) to show off! (Click for larger images.)
*And I will have to agree.
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Should I be slightly worried that I got hits today from Caremark Inc, when I didn’t even mention them by name in yesterday’s post? Or did corporate have my info and decide to Google me? Either way, I’d just like to say that I’m not currently nor do I plan on revealing trade secrets, etc on this blog or in any other format. I signed that stinkin’ non-disclosure and I meant it. I swear.
I’m guessing that I was Googled. but since WordPress AND Statcounter hate me today, I have no way of knowing for sure. But, dude. Think about it. I work for Big Pharma. And they’re watching me.
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I started a new job today.
Wait. Let me back up. My last day at US Bioservices was Friday. I found out a week prior that my contract period was up and they were unable to offer me a full time position due to (what else?) the recession. They had jobs available, but corporate gave them to other branches. Go figure; Lestlie gets a good opportunity and the universe takes it away.
So this new job is with a pharmacy much like US Bioservices. It’s what you might call a direct competitor, actually. I feel insanely bad about taking a job with a competitor, but at the same time, I have a hard time feeling too bad because, hey, I need to make money. I need to pay bills. Also, they offered me a job and you didn’t so there. Once I get a desk, I’ll be working with all of the drugs, which will be a nice change from just working with Synagis. I’m still waiting to get into the training course (starts next Wednesday) that will decide which team I’ll actually be working on, but I do know that there will be no more Synagis. Hallelujah. While I enjoy Synagis season, it’s time for a little change in ol’ Lestlieland. I am so tired of having psycho moms yell at me for things I have no control over. Now, I get to have crazy old people yell at me for things I have no control over. Much better.
Today was rough, seriously. I sat in an uncomfortable chair and watched another girl work all day. From 8:30-5, I was in that chair, shifting uncomfortably, squinting to see a computer screen, praying for a tornado or a hostage situation to arise, just so I’d have some reason to move away from that desk for a few minutes. I’m now sitting at home, having skipped out on my half-hour run tonight, because oh my god my head hurts and I honestly thing that I could fall asleep on the couch right now if I sat still long enough.
I know that they are waiting to open up the training class until the other folks start this week, but damn! I need something to keep busy, or I’m seriously taking in a copy of Brideshead Revisted to read tomorrow.
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