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We got the vacation thing sorted out, I am going to Germany and taking one week unpaid. Kind of shitty if you ask me, especially since I get 3 weeks a year and haven’t used them all. But whatever. Maybe by that time she won’t remember, and I’ll still get paid.
I am really sick of this mentality over here where we are expected to constantly work and never take time for ourselves. I’m tired of always busting my ass to make someone else a dime without getting much back in return. Maybe I should start my own business, so I can be the boss.
Today is my last day at work till June 1. Yay! We are going up to NY to visit T’s family. Plus my friend Jewels is getting married on May 29 – she’s the whole reason we are going up there in the first place. Since her wedding is the week of Memorial Day, we decided to turn it into a mini vacation.
While we are up there, we’ll take in a Yankees game. We’re going tomorrow, so I really hope the weather is nice. Baseball + rain = soggy and not so much fun.
T also wants to make a trip up to Cooperstown to see the baseball hall of fame and visit some of the local breweries. We’re hoping to be able to do that on Wednesday.
Next Saturday, T’s cousin is doing stand up somewhere in the area, so we’ll be checking that out. It’s also T’s dad’s birthday, so it should be a pretty fun and crazy night.
I’m not sure how much I’ll be posting or reading in the next few days since I won’t be around. I’ll regale you with some amazing stories when I get back.
So TTFN Atlanta. Po-town here I come! 🙂
So the review went alright, and surprise surprise no raise. It’s really frustrating. Damn this shitastic economy. I want to make big kid wages now, not 3 years from now.
And the boss, not so thrilled about letting me have time off for Germany. She seriously went into a rage we were discussing taking time off, and was being really unreasonable – which I found completely unprofessional. At one point she said that she has never taken 2 weeks off of work in her entire life – A. It’s not my fault she’s never taken an extended vacation. I know plenty of people who do. B. She may not take 2 weeks at a time, but she definitely makes a variety of week-long travel plans throughout the year. I know this is my job, but to me it’s more important to see my aging grandparents. I haven’t seen them since 2007!
The bad thing is, we already booked our flights and a non-refundable hotel in Munich. This means there is no way I’m not going. Some of you might think that I jumped the gun about this but I have been trying to ask her about this trip since February, and she will never speak to me about it. I’ve brought it up in meetings and even sent her our little time off sheet where all employees write down the different vacations they are planning for the year. About a month ago I wrote her an e-mail saying that I needed time off in September to go to Germany to see my family. I gave her some dates and never heard a response. In my opinion, she never said no so I assumed it’s OK, especially since I have put in so much effort to talk to her about it.
Friday night, T, Little S and I were at my parents when we found sweet deals on plane tickets. They seriously only cost $698 – which is super awesome (we used sky miles to pay for the tickets, so they ended up being almost half price!). We visited in 2007 around the same time and paid close to $1,000 per ticket. The opportunity was too good to pass up. And then we got a sweet price on a nice hotel in Munich during Oktoberfest. If we waited any longer to book, there won’t be too many hotels left at an affordable price.
We’re supposed to talk on Friday again, I’m assuming it’s regarding me taking time off. I hate to break it to her, but I’m going no matter what. It’s not my fault that she ignored discussing this with me for the past 3 months. I tried to do the right thing by asking 7 months in advance, but she just kept ignoring it.
Throughout my life, I have called about 10 different places home. Some of them were houses that my parents owned, others were condos, and some were apartments. Out of all of these places, I really only dream about one “home,” and I find this really weird.
In 1990, my family moved to Georgia from Germany. My parents built and bought their first house in the little city of Jonesboro. It was a one-story ranch with a basement that my dad eventually fixed up to contain a guestroom and bathroom, a bar area, an office and a workshop. We lived in this house for 10 years, and then we sold it and moved to New York.
I have not lived in this house in almost 10 years, but when I have dreams about being home I am always in that house. I’ve lived in my condo for 3 years, and I can’t remember ever having a dream that involved me living there. I am always transported back to my family’s first real house in my dreams.
In New York, I never dreamed about our house because I wasn’t fond of it. I missed my cool basement room in Georgia, so I can understand why the blue NY house never entered my dreams. But I like my current place, as well as the condo I lived in college. But I never dreamed of it either.
I’m sure a lot of it stems from spending such a large chunk of my youth there. I experienced many firsts and life milestones while living there – starting middle school, starting high school, joining color guard, first kisses, learning to drive, sneaking out, sneaking alcohol, my first cigarette, losing a friend in a car accident, getting my first cats, and many more. I have many fond memories from living there, and even some painful ones, but I guess some little part of me still considers that place home, even though it’s been a decade since I’ve lived there.
Has that happened to any of you before? I wonder how long it will take me to start dreaming of a home that is actually mine? I guess this means I harbor some pretty strong ties to my old homestead.
In April, I celebrated my 2-year anniversary at my current job. Some of you may remember the not so happy outcome of my review last year. It wasn’t at all negative – except for the fact that I didn’t get a raise. It really was not what I had envisioned.
This morning, I walked by my boss’ office, and she and Mel (co-worker) were discussing reviews. Mel has been here a little over a year now, and she wants a raise too. After Mel came out, she gave me a head’s up that the boss had mentioned doing half-year reviews for the office. Sweet!
I didn’t even have to bring it up this time around, which makes me happy. And I am hoping there will be some additional compensation coming my way. I have been working full time for 4 years, 2 of which have been here. I am also an account executive who works on 3 accounts with a little bit of assistance, but mainly it’s all me. Let me say, my current salary is not reflective of what my responsibilities are. And it sucks!
That is the hard part about working for a smaller company. You get a lot more flexibility, but money and benefits aren’t always so amazing. That said, I really do love what I do and want to stay here for as long as possible. I am getting amazing experience, and I think my resume will definitely speak for itself when I decide to move on one of these days.
My review is on Tuesday at 1:00 p.m. Send some happy vibes my way and hopefully I’ll be getting a bigger paycheck in the next few weeks! 🙂
Hello my lovelies! Wow, it’s been a looong while since my last post.
Last week was super stressful. I was out Monday with a migraine. Then the rest of the week I was working like a crazy woman to finalize a media trip that we took this past Monday-Wednesday. On top of all of that, Little S and I were planning the surprise party for the parents, and we were still renovating like maniacs. Unfortunately, the renovations are still not completed. And our once super clean house is semi-trashed again as we move things out of the rooms we are renovating and store them in various places around the house.
The surprise party went off without a hitch! Our parents were completely shocked. We were able to stealthily set up everything while my mom was upstairs with her German friends and my dad was working on the condo with T in Atlanta. Pretty much all of the guests arrived at the same time, so shuttling them from the pool parking lot to the house didn’t take much time at all.
We were even able to bring some of the German friends down to the basement to partake in the surprise by telling our parents we had made them a cool present, and we wanted everyone to see it.
Once everyone was in place, we lead mom and dad downstairs to the dark basement, where everyone jumped out and yelled “surprise.” They were genuinely surprised, and it was great! Then we showed everyone the slideshow of them from all of the years they were together. And then we all celebrated for the rest of the night.
I am so happy that all of the work Little S and I put into this resulted in a wonderful party for our parents. They totally deserved it!
The cake we ordered for our parents – complete with their picture!
It seems like I keep falling off the blog wagon lately. But I have been pretty busy as of late with condo repair and preparations to sell it. And of course, you can’t forget about work. And planning my parents’ surprise 30th anniversary party.
Speaking of their anniversary party…things never go smoothly when you are trying to plan a surprise. Never! On Friday after work I met with Little S so we could do some more planning. We decided to call the neighbor who is assisting us with getting our parents out of the house so we could formulate a plan. Well, that is when we found out the our mom is having all of her German friends over for coffee and cake that afternoon. Just our luck!
Now we have to totally rework our plan. Instead of getting the parents out of the house, we will have to set up the party in the basement without them catching us. Little S and I have already set the stage for them by telling them we have a cool anniversary present that we need to assemble in the basement. Meanwhile we will be having our own covert mission where we will be smuggling the other guests in through the basement. Eventually, we will invite the German friends to come and see our cool “gift” in the basement. They will really sneak downstairs to get into position. Then our parents will head down, only to be surprised by all of their close friends. Fingers crossed that this goes off without a hitch! (FYI – thanks for all of your gift suggestions. Little S and I have decided to make them a special slide show highlighting them throughout the years).
T, my dad and I spent all day Saturday doing major work on the house. T and I finished striping the wallpaper in our bathroom and touched up any old holes in the wall that had been covered up by the wallpaper. Tonight we are going home to paint it so we can finally put it back together. Showering without a shower curtain up has been an interesting (and drenching) experience.
After we finished with our bathroom, I began to remove the border from the hideous yellow stucco walls in the guest bathroom. Imagine my surprise when the “stucco” started peeling off too. Come to find out, some genius back in the day had used textured wallpaper. Whoever lived there before us took it upon themselves to just paint over it instead of taking it down. Since part of it ripped off on Saturday, the rest has to come down since there is no way to disguise the part without the pattern.
The good news is that the ugly will be gone. The bad news is that T and I have extra work to do now. Oh joy!
Whatever can go wrong, will go wrong. Dear old Murphy – you sand your stupid law are on my shit list!