i had a friend email me last night, asking what had happened to me. my response:
"Dad's been in town for a couple of weeks, choir was wrapping up, work's been a bear, and I've been exhausted. Life should return to it's regularly scheduled boringness rather soon...and I'll quit spelling 'should' as 'shoujld' soon. I hope. Or maybe that's just 'cause I'm about to fall asleep..."
that pretty much sums it up. i was in bed before 11 last night - unheard of for me, but i needed it. this weekend is already starting to be scheduled up, but hey. it's all fun stuff. saturday i've got plans to go to laguna beach with mom for an art show, and sunday i'm going to be an audience plant at the 60th WWII anniversay show at embarcadero park. dancing on grass, perhaps, but it should be fun never the less. (just need to find something vintage-ish and not too hot.) monday - no work. yipee! :)
otherwise, work will still be a bear, but that's just summer around here. sailing starts tomorrow. heh. first race and i've not even met the captain of the boat yet or been out sailing in a while. ah well. we can call this one practice, i guess. and tonight's the last play of the old globe season. at least mom, sis and i are sitting together.
i suppose i could justfully call this my worst, well, month in a long time --
my car was hit by some jerk who didn't even stop. thank goodness i probably won't be pulled over for a sheared-off side light...
there was a slight snafu with one of the people who i was hosting when i was trying to pick her up from balboa park. let's just say i was having a panic attack since i couldn't find her, her cell phone was off, and i was officially late for a manditory choir practice...
hosting had some interesting issues this time around - one of the major ones being a toilet that seriously overflowed and wouldn't stop, even after i turned the water off. i had to call maintenance (and they replaced it today. it was having issues when i moved in, and i think that it was just time...) thank goodness for the cool mop i got at the del mar fair last year. hehe...i had a tom sawyer moment and had my hostee mopping after i pointed out that it did such a good job absorbing water that there was a line left in the puddle of water after you picked the mop up. ;)
and then there's all the work stress and i've just been exhausted and fighting a rotten mood the last week...
however, i think last night made up for it all. funny how a short 5 1/2 hours can make up for a lot of p.i.t.a. days. i don't think i've danced that well in a very long time...and the look on some of the faces of the people i danced with...let's just say i should hopefully have an easier time of it next time i go to lindy groove to dance. ;)
dad's in town too. we spent the afternoon goofing around. i was feeling guilty, though, since i knew how much work i had that i left behind at the office. at least tomorrow's dance lesson starts later than usual, so i might work a little late. maybe. i hate being at the office by myself, and mom and sis will be in sacremento talking to our representitives to keep them from making stupid choices on some of the bills they're considering.
other than that, i discovered on sunday that one of the bene's of ca living is being able to sit outside in the evenings and not get eaten by mosquitoes. time to get my patio into shape...i think i'm going to try and use it more! mostly it's going to be about getting some plants that will give me a bit of privacy since it's open on one side to the rest of the complex. maybe some society garlic...and a fast-growing vine for my metal screen....
anyway...i think my bed is calling me...
i just want to scream right now. actually, i've been doing a lot of it at work.
i'm *still* dealing with two issues at work - one with washington mutual and one with the san diego housing commission - that i've been dealing with since last year. *LAST YEAR* i sometimes stand in awe at the amount of stupidity in this world. i have sent letters to the housing commission, left phone messages, and just when i have one person tell me it's resolved, another person sends me a letter telling me we still owe money. that we returned. last may. hello?! do you people not talk to each other? i've left at least three messages for nancy tooson, the person who keeps sending me these letters. "please contact me immediately" if you believe this is in error. gee. i've tried. would be helpful if you would contact me back!
you know what i've found out? assistants should be the highest paid job in the world. they are the ones who get things done, who get the information, who get their bosses to freaking call people back. *they* should be the ones making the big salary of their executive nincompoop bosses. *they* are the ones that i now immediately ask to speak to. thank you to all those of you who are assistants to executives. i appreciate you.
and i'm not crazy. there really is a reason that i'm totally swamped at work and feel as if i'm drowning in rent checks. 1) one on-site manager just had her baby today so i'm entering rent until the asst. property supervisor gets up to speed, 2) one on-site manager moved from one property to a new one, so i'm collecting rent for both those properties, 3) we have 2 additional additional new properties. 65+34+33+19+5=156 new units to enter rent checks for. aie. oh, and did i mention that we have another of our large properties with a new on-site manager in the middle of her first rent collection who is calling me at least once an hour? yeah.
job security. or a padded office. i'll have one or the other soon.
canned heat
um, random song reference. anyway, so far as dancing goes, tonight was my first bal practice with matt. i think it went rather well. hopefully he doesn't feel like they spent the whole lesson picking on him and critiquing him. joel and i worked on some of my bad habits - mostly involving my left arm - and i learned a bit of the philosophy behind some of the balboa connection. i'm into that stuff, i guess, and joel and alison are happy to oblige me. matt mentioned he wouldn't mind working toward competition. i think he could do it. hah. i'd just have to keep him from moving on once he got good. hopefully i can keep up! but really, once we get the basics solid...
tomorrow night's another bal class, then there's choir practice and firehouse on thursday, then midnight madness on friday for my creative memories business, then saturday is national scrapbook day. whew! sunday is mother's day, and sis and i have got stuff planned...then it's back to work again. i think mondays are my only free day right now, especially with sailing practice starting up soon. (but that's another story for another not-so-late time...)