Friday, Sept. 10, 2004
Postponement and Bonus Spending
Tall Guy didnít come in to the studios today, after all. I ended up calling and postponing because I was nearly sick this morning, thanks to sleeping maybe three hours total last night, if that. After the rest of the week I had, that wasnít a workable option. Add to that the fact that 00 has been out with a bad cold for a couple of days and had a backlog of work, and the concept of doing anything to her computer today really wasnít viable. Tall Guy seemed fine with it, if ďIíll see you then, Dear,Ē is any indication. Again, wondering if he flirts with everyone like that or if itís just me. Until I know that, I am not ready to raise any hopes, but I could swear his tone changes when he realizes itís me on the phone.
Tonightís entry will be short and sweet, heavier on the short than on the sweet. I was never so glad to see Friday afternoon roll around, and of course 00 had to work overtime, since she had so much to do. As a result I didnít get out of the studios until about an hour and a half later than I should have. But I got a nice surprise today Ė was given a $100+ gift card, a thank you gift from some friends. They called yesterday and said they had a little something for me. I was thinking a thank you card - not anything remotely like this!
Timing was perfect because thanks to the change in U.S. wage laws on overtime, Boss rearranged the pay schedule. In the long run I have a raise, but got a short paycheck today because heís changing the length and dates of the pay periods. Even though it was a partial paycheck, it was nearly what I normally made before the raise. On the flip side, 00 really took a hit because of the shortfall. I helped her out because I KNOW what her check was. If I hadnít helped her, she wouldnít eat for the next two weeks. Itís one thing to say no to a child whoís spending their life as a sponge, unwilling to work and always with a hand out. Itís another to say no to a kid whoís doing all she possibly can to keep it together and got hit by something like this. If it had meant both of us not eating, might have been different. But thanks to the gift card, I'll be fine even by helping the kid.
I still came out well enough to pay my utility bills, get groceries and gas, and picked up another pair of semi-dress trousers and a tee shirt. Iíd rather have something a little dressier than a tee shirt, but unfortunately I am not, as my daughter and I refer to it, ďboob-ally challenged.Ē Translation: Iíve got a pair of DDís that are out of synch with the rest of me. If I get a shirt thatís big enough in the bustline, the shoulder seams are halfway to my elbow. Even with tee shirts the fit is iffy, but theyíre a little more forgiving than something woven or even a lot of other knit blouses.
Once I hit my optimum weight I would love to have breast reduction surgery. Hopefully by then Iíll have another source of income and/or at least health insurance thatíll cover it.
Boss reminded me today that I have vacation time coming. He offered to buy back my vacation, and I suppose I should go for it. It would give me some money toward a car. If my story sold, I might do it, putting the cash together from the writing and from work. If I donít use the money right off the bat, itíll get spent and I STILL wonít have a vehicle. And while God knows I desperately need a vacation, particularly after this week, it wonít do me any good if I donít have the means of getting out of here. If I stay in town Iíll end up getting called in to work anyway. If I can take the pay now and take a vacation next spring, I might do it. It's September now. We normally get four days for Thanksgiving - one of our three holidays off during the year. Will probably only get one day each off for Christmas and New Years', but I can live with that.
Time to call it a night. Iím dead tired and looks like my company will be coming in tomorrow. Heaven only knows what else will be thrown at me this weekend. I have laundry to do, need to shampoo the carpets before it starts to cool down, and all the normal weekend cleaning needs to be done.
Gotta love it!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )