All geared up, loaded down... and unable to work!

Once again I sit surrounded by paperwork and unable to do anything about it. There is an odd error that continues to multiply invoices so we are charging the customer 3 or 4 times and removing the items that many times from inventory. They are trying to fix it and in the meantime we need to sit here and think about everything that we should be doing. A lot of people like the excuse not to work, however, if I don't do this pile 'o paperwork on my desk... it doesn't go anywhere and continues to grow.

Oakley asked me this morning to change his band aid on his boo boo. I pulled out the first aid kit, antiseptic spray, etc... being the dutifull step mother that I am and he turned around and whipped out his left butt cheek. I wasn't expecting that! I guess he fell into a thorn bush and one went pretty deep in sideways. He is as clutzy as his father.

I went to a really gorgeous wedding reception this weekend. The property is beautiful and it was nice to feel as if I had gotten away for the afternoon, and I had a reason to get dressed up.

Allison is gone for a week and I am missing her already. I better still get my ass to the gym without her! I am still gaining weight! Scared to think of what would be happening if I wasn't working out!

Quickie

Sorry I've been MIA lately. Between work, the gym and home I haven't had much time for anything. I just feel like I'm being pulled in three directions, when all I really want to do is spend a day in bed with a good book.

Father's Day was quite the event this year. I have gifts from Oakley to Brian and his Grandpa, gifts for Brian, and gifts/cards for my dad and future father in law. Plus we had the whole family over for dinner. Instant family survives another holiday. I knew this year at Christmas that this would be the last one spent where it wasn't all about me. Dammit. ; )

I'm really trying hard at the gym, but my results seem more like that commercial where the lady dons her jogging suit and headband to jog to her car to go to Wendy's. But without a frosty!

Oakley peed in a shampoo bottle while he was bathing and then put the cap back on. When Brian went to shower the next morning at 5 am he couldn't figure out why the shampoo was so runny and smelt so bad. We all had a good laugh, after being perplexed for about half a day as to how to handle the situation from the parental standpoint. Our way of handling it "Oakley, sweetie, please don't pee in shampoo bottles anymore". Another thing that I never thought would come out of my mouth.

I have decided to wait a couple of years before we get a dog. Right now it's just too hard with Oakley being so young, he just can't control his impulses yet.

My sister broke her foot while enjoying a platformed, drunken leap. Friends don't let friends drink and leap in platforms. She didn't go to the doctor for four days and was walking on it the whole time. I just shake my head, and remember the times that I showed up to work still drunk with my clothes not matching, trying to recall the night before. So glad those days are behind me, I just wish I remembered more of them!

Is it over yet?

My day:

First of all it was absolutely impossible for me to get out of bed this morning. I was awake for an hour before I finally dragged my lazy ass out of bed and stumbled into my closet to throw on warm up pants and one of Brian's marathon t-shirts... which brings the questions from everyone (oh. Did you run the marathon, no... no I didn't. Do I look like I can run period? No, no I don't.) I don't want to be awake and I am still in a little bit of shock from finding out that my Uncle died yesterday. Not quite sure how to register that one.

Work is still completely screwed up. Person 1: Hi Nisha, do this. Person 2: If you wait a little longer you won't have to do that. Person 1: Here's more of the same stuff to do, why aren't you working on it? Argh.

Friday lunch, ADI buys it and brings it in. Customer service needs to eat at their desks by their phone and answer it throughout. This is your lunch "break". I wish I still smoked.

One day it will be great

So, my work has finally upgraded from DOS Peachtree to a Windows based program. In the meantime we have all had to try and quickly learn the software (with about an hour of training) while maintaining the same level of customer service. Even though we are switching between two systems and mostly don't have a clue. Backorders haven't been shipped or received for two days, pricing is off, all sorts of fun stuff. I dreamt all last night about putting orders in the new system. Hardly slept... and can't wait to go home. I have some extra time because everything has stopped while they try to make the UPS shipping system work right along with our new software. We specialize in selling software.. how is it that this is so darn difficult? We are also in the process of interviewing for a new person in Customer Service. Scared of whoever that will be. The last girl was cute (seems to be a pre requisite) but kept showing up to work still drunk from the night before spent bar hopping and hip hop dancing in zero clothes. Tons of fun.

I toI just want to go home and go to sleep. Only a half hour left, why am I here? This is unknown. Part of the lack of communication that seems to keep this office in orbit... or it's version of what should be an orbit, movement or something to that effect.

I ate way too many jelly beans today and made myself sick. I ordered some flip flops that haven't arrived yet. My books from Amazon were sent snail mail and I currently have nothing to read and must resort to half-ass watching Brian watch basketball. I hate basketball, a bunch of delinquents throwing a ball around and clearly talking shit to eachother. We can read lips... what kind of example are they trying to be to children. Oh, that's right... they don't give a shit. Sportsmanship? No, they're much to busy getting away with sexual assaults.

My sister is dating my ex boyfriend.