Is this day over yet?!

I just got into my purse to take some much needed Advil and pulled out my wallet. I stared at my wallet for a second thinking about what I wanted to get out of my wallet. Then I realized I was digging for drugs and simply got distracted by my wallet.

Such has been this day.

One would think that after a nice long weekend in which I spent very little time cleaning, doing yard work (in the SUNSHINE!!), and organizing around the house, and a lot of time watching movies, lounging on the couch, and catching up on some quality time with TiVo, that one would be well rested and in a much better mood than I am actually in. However, this was not the case. Today was one fiasco after the next. I should have taken the feeling that I was “off” today as a sign to crawl back into bed and pull the covers over my head.

Did I listen to that brilliant voice in my head? No! Did I listen to my husband who said that if I just stayed in bed, I would lose my job and then I would have more time to spend in bed? No. I got up. Showered. Went to work. And spend the rest of the day regretting all of it.

Oh, how I long for the weekend. Thank goodness the next three-day weekend is only a little more than a month away. And a Good Friday it will be!

Ohmigod! My genius of a husband, Simeon, was just published in the Cold Fusion Developer’s Journal!! How freakin’ cool is that? The link is just to the online version of the article, but you can get the actual magazine at Barnes & Noble or wherever you buy books/magazines. Plus in the magazine version of the article there is a picture of Simeon, which I took. So I guess in a way, my photography has been published also!! Total bonus! Go check him out!

**Now I must begin this post with a disclaimer that I know I have a loud voice. It’s part of my charm. I know this. Get over it.**

So I have this elderly client at work who for the life of me cannot hear me. I yell. I enunciate. I talk slowly. Nothing. It is the most frustrating thing for both of us (not to mention the other people in my office! Sorry ladies!). This week I have spoken to her twice. Then finally today she said, “Dear, I do not understand a word you are saying. I cannot hear you. I could hear the girl that answered the phone just fine but I cannot hear you.” When finally the light bulb came on over my head. I asked her to hold and got our receptionist back on the phone and dictated through her. Who knew the only way for me to help her was to pass her off to someone else?

Anyway, this is not the first time I have encountered someone not being able to hear my voice. I know it sounds bizarre and totally made up, but I swear to you this is not. My voice is at an octave that is apparently hard to hear. In fact, my entire childhood my maternal grandmother could not hear my voice. SHE COULD NOT HEAR MY VOICE. She could hear my sisters. She could hear my brother. But could she hear me? NO! So what did she do? She would just pretend that I wasn’t there. If she needed to know what I was saying (for example if I was hurt or needed something) she would ask my brother, “What is SHE saying?” I kid you not. This was my childhood. (You can imagine the relationship we have to this day.)

So I ask you this: What are the odds that TWO people I have encountered in my life cannot hear me, when the rest of the world tries so desperately to drown me out?

In an attempt to add culture and diversity to our lives, tonight Simeon and I went to the theatre. We went to Portland Center Stage to see a play, well more of a monologue really. We watched 21 Dog Years: Doing Time @ Amazon.com. Leave it to us to incorporate culture via technology and humor. But I guess its better than nothing! Actually it was really nice. Since we both work close to home, it’s nice to drive into the city, wander around downtown holding hands while sipping a Pumpkin Spice Chai (or for Sim, a White Chocolate Mocha), and go see an entertaining production. It’s nights like this when I look around and realize exactly how great I have it. I love my husband and I love our life together. Thanks sweetie!

All I can say is today was chaos. Things have been really hectic and I haven’t had a moment to think. But in the midst of all that, I got an email (an honest-to-God email from a living person, imagine that!) and it brightened my day:

I don’t know how anyone could get sick of you. I just want to bottle you up and keep you on the shelf so whenever I need a little joy — pop the top and let you out. Just like I dream of Jeannie–I dream of Carrie. Is that mushy enough so that you had to get out your sponge and sop it up? Smile and keep being you, Becky

God, I love my friends.

Do you ever have days where you just walk around feeling like you have lost control over everything? Today is that day for me. It has been complete and total chaos from the moment I rolled out of bed this morning. Who said today could be pandemonium? I know I for one did not authorize this! My hair is giving me trouble and keeps slipping out of the clips. My outfit just isn’t right because the neckline of my sweater keeps shifting. I have about a million phone calls to make because apparently all of our clients didn’t get the memo that yesterday was a holiday and I was off from work. And to top it all off I was so busy dealing with the commotion that I missed my morning snack. Now my blood sugar is crashing and I am craving all things chocolate. Well, that and it could have something to do with Aunt Flow visiting. She has been here for far too long and I cannot get her to LEAVE ALREADY!