If you know me at all, you know just how much of a klutz I am. As I've grown older, it has mostly dissolved itself from my daily life. Today, however, it came back and made up for lost time.
For the past month or two, I've been wearing flats to work because of how much I run around. So flying down the stairs like a mad woman is not such a big deal. Well, today I wore my tall Vera's that I love and completed my outfit perfectly. The color printer is upstairs, so I had had to run up to get an interest letter that I had completed for Steve and was running (my usual speed) back downstairs, when I missed a step, but luckily for me! my heel caught it. I stumbled and with a death grip on the banister, slid down the stairs on my knees in the oh so lovely crucifix position. To make it even worse, Warren was standing at the bottom of the stairs with a horrified, "oh my god is she going to hit me!?!" look. I couldn't even be humiliated in private, no no, I had to have an audience. Quite Bridget Jones-like if you ask me.
So, I've decided that I'm going back to wedges (which I seem to do better with) and flats until they hire someone else and I am no longer running up and down the stairs.
And to answer your question: besides hand hurting from the death grip on the banister, my knees and shins hurting from sliding down five stairs, and my mortally wounded pride, I am okay.
I'm just going to go hide under my desk now.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
ADD Strikes Again!!
Yet again, my horoscope has somehow managed to articulate feelings that I couldn't really put a finger on. Here it is for the day:
"You are feeling even more internalized than you usually do around this time of year. With ten out of twelve planets clustered in your subjective 3rd and 4th Houses now, it's challenging for you to take what you know and turn it into anything productive. And who says that you should? Even if your attitude begins to pick up this afternoon and on through tomorrow, it's still okay to take it easy instead of doing work, work and more work."
So there IS a reason my ADD is off the charts and I feel like I can't concentrate on ANYTHING (which is why I'm doing this quick blog before I go answer phones). And I feel like others can sense my craziness and are disappointed. Being an overachiever is not all that its cracked up to be people--it will drive you mad. Heck, you will drive yourself mad. And today, I am there.
I'm just saying...
"You are feeling even more internalized than you usually do around this time of year. With ten out of twelve planets clustered in your subjective 3rd and 4th Houses now, it's challenging for you to take what you know and turn it into anything productive. And who says that you should? Even if your attitude begins to pick up this afternoon and on through tomorrow, it's still okay to take it easy instead of doing work, work and more work."
So there IS a reason my ADD is off the charts and I feel like I can't concentrate on ANYTHING (which is why I'm doing this quick blog before I go answer phones). And I feel like others can sense my craziness and are disappointed. Being an overachiever is not all that its cracked up to be people--it will drive you mad. Heck, you will drive yourself mad. And today, I am there.
I'm just saying...
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
"Even if your personal history is stranger than fiction, you may be ready to take center stage today and share your story. Oddly, you might want to keep certain bits and pieces of your private life totally to yourself. And as much as this is your prerogative, think about what you leave out, for it can alter someone's perspective of you in ways you don't realize. Be radical and tell the whole truth."
This was my horoscope for the day. Generally, I don't pay much attention to my horoscope, its simply there to take up space on my iGoogle and entertain me when I need a break from the craziness that is my workday. But sometimes, like today, it catches my attention because it eerily parallels my life.
I do tell my story once a month to hundreds of readers in Fayetteville's "Women's View" magazine. It started out about a year ago with me writing a column called "University You." I was the spokesperson for Methodist since I worked there and had the awesome connection that is my mother and, of course, was a writer. When the column first began, it was fairly mundane and boring to me. Then I hit on the subject of lateral entry teaching, which is huge in NC where a lot of graduates can't get jobs out of college, and all of the sudden I had responses and avid readers. For that one article, I received about 20 emails and 10 or so calls. Unfortunately, I had to give up that column once I moved to Raleigh and began my current position. I didn't feel right writing the column when I'm so obviously out of the University scene.
Imagine my surprise when I found out that my readers missed me! They were asking my editor where I had gone, if the article was gone, etc. My mom, prompted by my editor, approached me about writing about "The Big Girl World" as I have so lovingly come to call this new life of mine. She had heard my stories about crazy job interviews, dates, and moving experiences and decided that her readers would love it. I thought it would be fun, but when I started writing it, I was at a total loss for words. Looking back, the interview process had its absolutely hilarious moments, but that's because everything was so ludicrous. I couldn't make it funny because mostly it was depressing. Moving to my own apartment and dealing with fleas was also hilarious, but I wasn't quite ready to jump into that. I'm not a fan of in medias res (ha, english major strikes!) and I felt like I needed to give readers a glimpse of me before I started telling the tale of my life. So I wrote this super perky article that I didn't really like. I wrote it as me, not as someone else. I wish I could take that back, but thankfully, most of the readers are in Fayetteville and not in Raleigh. And it's not like I really hold much back anyway; I'm terrible at keeping my own secrets. But I still worry.
If I tell the world about most of my life, will I be given a chance? Or will they look at me and go, "Spoiled little white girl having to live on her own, oh so sad. Not." Or will they go, I remember that! Or I've been there! I don't mind sharing my story, 0therwise I wouldn't have a blog, but I want people to appreciate it, to want to read it, to miss me if I don't make a deadline once. I know I will censor some of my life, obviously, my mother reads that thing! But I want them to get a real picture too. It's weird how things, like horoscopes, really bring into focus the things that have been lurking in the back of your head.
This was my horoscope for the day. Generally, I don't pay much attention to my horoscope, its simply there to take up space on my iGoogle and entertain me when I need a break from the craziness that is my workday. But sometimes, like today, it catches my attention because it eerily parallels my life.
I do tell my story once a month to hundreds of readers in Fayetteville's "Women's View" magazine. It started out about a year ago with me writing a column called "University You." I was the spokesperson for Methodist since I worked there and had the awesome connection that is my mother and, of course, was a writer. When the column first began, it was fairly mundane and boring to me. Then I hit on the subject of lateral entry teaching, which is huge in NC where a lot of graduates can't get jobs out of college, and all of the sudden I had responses and avid readers. For that one article, I received about 20 emails and 10 or so calls. Unfortunately, I had to give up that column once I moved to Raleigh and began my current position. I didn't feel right writing the column when I'm so obviously out of the University scene.
Imagine my surprise when I found out that my readers missed me! They were asking my editor where I had gone, if the article was gone, etc. My mom, prompted by my editor, approached me about writing about "The Big Girl World" as I have so lovingly come to call this new life of mine. She had heard my stories about crazy job interviews, dates, and moving experiences and decided that her readers would love it. I thought it would be fun, but when I started writing it, I was at a total loss for words. Looking back, the interview process had its absolutely hilarious moments, but that's because everything was so ludicrous. I couldn't make it funny because mostly it was depressing. Moving to my own apartment and dealing with fleas was also hilarious, but I wasn't quite ready to jump into that. I'm not a fan of in medias res (ha, english major strikes!) and I felt like I needed to give readers a glimpse of me before I started telling the tale of my life. So I wrote this super perky article that I didn't really like. I wrote it as me, not as someone else. I wish I could take that back, but thankfully, most of the readers are in Fayetteville and not in Raleigh. And it's not like I really hold much back anyway; I'm terrible at keeping my own secrets. But I still worry.
If I tell the world about most of my life, will I be given a chance? Or will they look at me and go, "Spoiled little white girl having to live on her own, oh so sad. Not." Or will they go, I remember that! Or I've been there! I don't mind sharing my story, 0therwise I wouldn't have a blog, but I want people to appreciate it, to want to read it, to miss me if I don't make a deadline once. I know I will censor some of my life, obviously, my mother reads that thing! But I want them to get a real picture too. It's weird how things, like horoscopes, really bring into focus the things that have been lurking in the back of your head.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The Wonderful World of OnLine Dating
I completely blame all my dating mishaps on Katie Culbertson, my lovely best friend who thought that I should get on Match.com. I paid for a month of it and have now decided that I am going to pay for that month through free lunches and coffee. At this point, every guy that I have been out with is odd, weird, and has horrible teeth. Oh and they're all clingy. Whatever happened to the dating game? You know, where they make you sit by the phone and wonder how it went and if they liked you? Yeah, I don't get them. I get the "hey, it's the end of the date....want to see a movie tonight? how about lunch next week??" dates or my favorite the "let's just give Sarah coffee on her lunch hour because I obviously don't know that by not feeding her, it makes her hate me". Those are my dating experiences. OH or today, the guy that looked awesome and turned out to be super weird that barely talked, but he loved how easy I was to talk to. Thankfully, this one did not try to hug me.
So now I move on to my next dating site. Please understand that I am still using my $35 that I paid for one month of Match.com to find more guys to buy me lunch and/or coffee (as long as it is not on my lunch hour). I don't feel like I'm getting anywhere with them. So, I've moved on to trying OK Cupid, which Sarah suggested.
Reasons why I like them:
a) They're free
b) They have lots of random questions that you ask and can make your key questions
c) I love their tests
d) They'll show you people that match you as a date, friend, and enemy
e) Did I mention they're free??
I obviously don't mind putting myself out there and there's a part of me that likes going out and doing this whole dating thing because I never really dated. Ryan and I just kinda happened and when from BFFs and acting like we were dating to actually dating. Bryan actually took me on dates, which was nice, but I didn't really have to do any of the work. Now I do. Not so sure how I like all this. It's fun and I like the free food, but I'm getting tired of the wierdos. Plus, I really don't want a relationship right now. I just want some people to hang out with, go out with. Really, is that so much to ask??
NORMAL!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Yay for First Dates, Boo for No Food
As you know, yesterday was supposed to be my date with match man, but with the whole windshield incident, it got pushed to today. Not a big deal. I thought it would actually work out pretty good being the middle of the week and all and my other date is on Friday. And since I had to pay for my lunch yesterday, I knew I would appreciate getting free Starbucks! Who doesn't like free Starbucks?
Me when all I get for lunch is coffee. Don't get me wrong, I love me some coffee, especially Starbucks, and I am very grateful that he bought it and it was a nice lunch...I mean coffee break! I was expecting lunch since it was my lunch break and he asked me out for lunch. To me, that means you feed Sarah. And a fed Sarah is a happy Sarah. Rule number 1 in knowing me and keeping the Sasha away. Thankfully, Nat is awesome and got me CharGrill for lunch. She obviously knows the rules of keeping a happy Sarah.
About the date. He was nice, the conversation was good. Bad teeth. Not a good sign. He's going a little bald...but he has a nice car!! The teeth were killing me though. But I have another one on Friday with Mumbles. We'll see how that one goes. It's at a Mexican place, so I will be sure to get food. HA!
Me when all I get for lunch is coffee. Don't get me wrong, I love me some coffee, especially Starbucks, and I am very grateful that he bought it and it was a nice lunch...I mean coffee break! I was expecting lunch since it was my lunch break and he asked me out for lunch. To me, that means you feed Sarah. And a fed Sarah is a happy Sarah. Rule number 1 in knowing me and keeping the Sasha away. Thankfully, Nat is awesome and got me CharGrill for lunch. She obviously knows the rules of keeping a happy Sarah.
About the date. He was nice, the conversation was good. Bad teeth. Not a good sign. He's going a little bald...but he has a nice car!! The teeth were killing me though. But I have another one on Friday with Mumbles. We'll see how that one goes. It's at a Mexican place, so I will be sure to get food. HA!
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Type A Craziness mixed with my bad luck...
So about a month ago, I got hit by a rock and it created this cute little hole in my windshield. I kept doing the "I'll get it fixed....later" routine and never did. But nothing ever happened, so of course, I forgot about it. Imagine my surprise, and horror, when this little lines goes streaking across my windshield on my way to work in rush hour traffic! Here I am in downtown, bumper to bumper traffic, not fully awake because I thought I would attempt to come in earlier in order to shorten my 10-hour day, trying to figure out what the hell is going across my windshield, screaming "Stop! Stop dammit!" at the top of my lungs. I'm sure the people in cars beside me were greatly entertained by this show as I was also swerving a little because my ADD self just HAD to know what was doing it.
When I get to work, I look up AAA auto glass and am suprised to find out that they have no locations in my zip code (but of course). So I ask Mimi what she used when she had to get hers fixed and she said Safelight. I call dad to see if I should bring the insurance into this or if it will make my premiums go up. He says to call Mark, our Allstate insurance guy and family friend. Mark isn't there, so I leave a voicemail for him to call me back, talk to Safelite and get everything worked out. Innocently, I mention to mom that I have to replace my windshield (because it couldn't be smaller than a dollar bill. NOOO it had go half way across the freakin windshield!)
All of the sudden I get a text saying she has called Mark and emailed him about the incident and we should wait and see what he suggests to do. I look at my phone confused. Then, I get the email she sent him. At this point I've told her what I've done and that it is taken care of. I love how I move to a completely different city, handle it on my own...but my mom still thinks that I am clueless. Yes, I know she's doing it out of love. But good lord, I'm a big girl.
The worst part of all this is that I was supposed to get free food and have a lunch date! I even look cute in my new shirt and hot shoes! Now I have to find an equally cute, or cuter, outfit for tomorrow and dammit Friday is laundry day. I have no clean clothes (at least no cute new ones). I had to pay for my own lunch, since I didn't bring one, and on top of everything I managed to get lost (with the navigator cause I hate Hillsborough) getting lunch. So the glass man almost left, but I pulled in when he was leaving. Sighhhh. So much work. So much effort. And it's only 1 PM! I'm here until 6:45 tonight. Sigggghhhh again.
I need to go buy shoes...or wine....or sushi...
When I get to work, I look up AAA auto glass and am suprised to find out that they have no locations in my zip code (but of course). So I ask Mimi what she used when she had to get hers fixed and she said Safelight. I call dad to see if I should bring the insurance into this or if it will make my premiums go up. He says to call Mark, our Allstate insurance guy and family friend. Mark isn't there, so I leave a voicemail for him to call me back, talk to Safelite and get everything worked out. Innocently, I mention to mom that I have to replace my windshield (because it couldn't be smaller than a dollar bill. NOOO it had go half way across the freakin windshield!)
All of the sudden I get a text saying she has called Mark and emailed him about the incident and we should wait and see what he suggests to do. I look at my phone confused. Then, I get the email she sent him. At this point I've told her what I've done and that it is taken care of. I love how I move to a completely different city, handle it on my own...but my mom still thinks that I am clueless. Yes, I know she's doing it out of love. But good lord, I'm a big girl.
The worst part of all this is that I was supposed to get free food and have a lunch date! I even look cute in my new shirt and hot shoes! Now I have to find an equally cute, or cuter, outfit for tomorrow and dammit Friday is laundry day. I have no clean clothes (at least no cute new ones). I had to pay for my own lunch, since I didn't bring one, and on top of everything I managed to get lost (with the navigator cause I hate Hillsborough) getting lunch. So the glass man almost left, but I pulled in when he was leaving. Sighhhh. So much work. So much effort. And it's only 1 PM! I'm here until 6:45 tonight. Sigggghhhh again.
I need to go buy shoes...or wine....or sushi...
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Ok, ok, so I finally did it!
I have avoided doing this whole blog thing for quite a while now, despite the demands and wishes of others. But, after finally moving from my hometown with a big girl job and place of my own (and after my friend started HER blog), I figured it was time to give in. So, here I am!!
Now that I have started a blog, it kind of irks me that I am going to actually have to keep up with it. Seeing as how I don't know anyone here, though, and have no life, I don't suspect I'll have much of a problem with that. Hopefully, that $35 I paid to match.com will help me find a life (and a decent guy!) and then I won't have to blog! By then, though, I'll probably be addicted to it. It's how I roll.
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