08.12.08
Eloping
Yes, I am running off to get married. Well, Jacob and I are going on a vacation to Hawaii the middle of next month, and we have decided to get married in Chicago a few days before we fly to Hawaii.
We’re really going to keep it low-key. We don’t want a whole lot of people to know. He and I just got tired of waiting to get married. We’re ready. We’ve been ready. We’re only having a few of our friends come, but I am really excited about it. ![]()
06.10.08
Unproductive
I guess that would be a perfect way to describe how I have been feeling lately. I want so badly to just be able to relax. Lately, I have been feeling so stressed out about school and work. I feel as though I hardly have time for anything.
School has been weighing heavily on me, especially. I have not being doing some of my work. I have actually failed to submit some of my assignments. I have been playing catch up ever since. I guess to make matters worse, I seem to have misplaced one of my text books. I am going to have to order another one which is going to end up costing me nearly a hundred dollars.
Oh, shoot me now! I know that it won’t be the end of the world if I get a B on these subjects instead of an A, but I feel as though I could have done better. I feel as though I could have done more!
05.23.08
Ever Wonder Why…
… you have one mouth but two ears? Girls get it. Girls can listen to a story, sit there and agree, relate, then leave it (the person, the situation, the whole damn thing) alone. Guys have a fundamental “fix-it” problem; and sadly, as much as they complain about how much we talk, they have a problem with stating their opinion on a situation without having a full or even moderate understanding of said situation. If humans are born with two ears, why do men only use half of ONE?
Now, I use the term men because I am not having this problem with only one man. If only it were that simple. The Bumbler has this constant issue of thinking that he knows what someone is saying and then “addressing the issue.” Unfortunately, more often than not, he is wrong regarding the issue the person is talking about, and he makes himself look like an idiot. Oops. It is this, along with that “fix-it” problem that has really gotten him into trouble lately. The two ladies that we have been working with nicknamed the Nose-whistler and Buckteeth) have recently gone to their boss and expressed that they feel that the majority of the problem that have occurred lately were due to the fact that the Bumbler has not completed his work in a timely manner. I partially agree. Some of the things they accused him of have been true, but there were specific situations that they caused then exacerbated that they are currently pinning on him.
The whole thing feels like a cross between a turf war and a girl’s high school locker room. A majority of these problems began when we had demonstrated Adobe Connect to “the client Big Wigs” that happened to contain a remote training solution partnered with a learning management solution (LMS). This was developed due to the fact that Buckteeth had briefly mentioned to my project manager that they were thinking of pitching a new approach to training. To rebut that, the project manager suggested that we take our current training approach, revamp it, find a good remote training solution, and see if we can come up with something. What I found was Adobe Connect. It is mainly a meeting tool that I have (in my presentation) manipulated into the perfect remote training solution with an additional add-on that acts as a light-weight LMS. When the Nose-whistler saw this presentation, she blew (not through her nose). She went stomping to her bucktoothed boss. Buckteeth then came back to my project manager with something along the lines of, “How dare you come up with an LMS when we had pitched something to the Big Wigs and they had already turned it down a few weeks ago? Why weren’t we informed of this?”
I believe my PM responded that it was suppose to be the same approach to training with minor tweaks and the LMS was something that happened to be a happy coincidence (which it was - God’s honest truth). Along with that, we had no knowledge that they had actually pitched something to the Big Wigs and that the Tall One had turned them down. (The Big Wigs are much like the Three Little Pigs… the tall one, the fat one, and the woman.)
Since then, much friction has come from the Nose-whistler specifically. Buckteeth seemed rather cordial all-in-all. They have, however, raised complaints regarding the Bumbler to the Tall One who has passed the information along to the Woman. She has now demanded that my PM have the Bumbler “rolled-off” the project. It is a way of firing someone from a project but not the company (AO).
Quite honestly, I feel kind of bad about this. Part of me would not be too disappointed if the Bumbler finds a job elsewhere. I feel as though he may not be well-suited to the FW environment. I had informed my PM a few times regarding things that had not gone quite as smoothly with the Bumbler. I had afterward informed the Bumbler that I had spoken with the PM specifically to those topics. I have been forward with him. I’m not entirely sure if his acts warranted running around and back-stabbing him during a fairly big project. I think that was rather excessive and something that should have been handled more privately.
Still, R and Lockout (our managers) are trying to pull together some proof that the Boings (the two ladies - the Nose-whistler and Buckteeth) are making things bigger than they were and are putting blame on him when it should be turned to them instead.
So, (this is the part where I tell you that this is only half the story and you groan because it’s already so long) this is only the half of it!
I found all of the information out regarding the Bumbler yesterday. I had wanted to tell Jacob , but I knew I wouldn’t be able to right then and there because I had a meeting I needed to go to and there were people around me at the moment that I was talking to him. All I told him was that the Bumbler might be rolling off the project. That was it.
When I called Jacob to talk to him this morning, I was hoping that he and I might be able to actually talk. He and I had been having some communication issues the night before as he was grumpy about work. I’m sure you all know how it is. Once guys get to a certain point, it’s just better to leave them the hell alone!
I had told him that the Bumbler was getting rolled off, and that I had felt as though it was excessive, possibly unnecessary. I mentioned that I felt bad about having had to talk to the PM about the issues I was having with him before. Jacob said, “Don’t.” When I asked why he said something about how I have to look out for myself. I figured that looking out for myself doesn’t have to mean trampling over people; and he said that if you looked at the numbers in regards to the expenses that we incur as well as the number of years of experience the Bumbler has compared to me, he clearly comes out on top. This is where I had gotten a little confused. I’m not entirely sure what that had to do with the situation or the conversation we were having. I told him that wasn’t the reason why the Bumbler was in trouble anyway. He said that he knew. I think that made me even more confused. If he know that wasn’t what it was… why would it get brought up?
Well, I figured I could try to run with this. So, I explained that even if part of it was a numbers thing, I still couldn’t get fired purely because of the numbers. The Big Wigs have too much of their hands in training and the addition and removal of people for that to be that.
I tried to explain to him that I wasn’t entirely sure he knew what I was talking about, he said that he understood perfectly. I just wasn’t understanding him.
At this point - I’m wondering if it’s even worth trying to get him to understand. Why do I even bother talking to him about things if he’s not going to listen anyway? Apparently, he has psychic abilities to just know what is going on and why they are that way. I’m thinking that I should just let him psychically figure it out from now on.
05.21.08
Blogging at Work
So, today I gave my first training presentation in front of people that would be likely to harshly judge me. It went amazingly well. Before today, the only time I had to stand up in front of people and give a presentation like this was when I had to give an InfoPak re-training session. People already knew what they were doing and it was like talking in front of a bunch of my friends. They all knew me.
Today, I spoke in front of a bunch of client-side people. I was scared as hell. Still, it went amazingly well. People were incredibly friendly, and I even got really good reviews.
I know it probably shouldn’t, but I’m kind of irritated that the Bumbler told me to make sure that I didn’t fidget or do certain things while I’m speaking. I know that he’s trying to give me advice - good advice at that. He also happens to be an incredibly sweet and friendly guy, but the fact that he’s such a bad speaker (not even a public speaker) in general and has the balls to tell me what to do kind of pisses me off. I shouldn’t look at it that way though.
So, I am finally writing now. Jacob has been harping on me for not writing. I have been so busy with school and work though. I don’t think I ever really see how much I have going on until I start panicking. As long as I am calm about things, I never really see how busy I am. Once things start to fall apart, they snowball.
This weekend, I stayed in Chicago and Jacob came up for my friend’s wedding. We actually had a pretty good time., and we visited his friends Bob and Greg for the weekend. I know it sounds cruel, but when I look at their lives, I am really glad about where I am with my life. They have kids or are about to have kids; and while I thoroughly enjoy children, I am not in a point in my life where I would like to have them. I still have so much going on in my life that I want and need to take care of. Things I want to do.
I am proud of some of them though. Greg, in particular, seems to have really grown up in the four years I’ve known him. Bob, however, could use some help. I’m actually a bit concerned about that man and the wellbeing of him and his children. Jacob and I have begun discussing the idea of having them move in with us in a few months when things have smoothed out a bit for him and us. That way we may be able to help pull him up on his feet.
Lately, though, I have felt as though I am drowning in the things that I have going on. I am not sure if I can help someone get on their feet when I feel as though I am barely keeping my head above water. I have needed to be stricter regarding my timetables than I would like. Sometimes I am cutting back on getting the sleep I need in order to accomplish things. Some of my school things have even been submitted late. I don’t like turning things in late because I like having As on my transcript. I know it’s going to sound rather silly, but last term my GPA slipped from a 4.0 to a 3.97, and I was really upset. I would really like to find a way to pull it back up. Letting it slip even further is just damn unacceptable to me.
One of the things I definitely want to get done is trying to read the last week or so of people’s blogs. I feel like a horrible blog-friend for not having read it yet. I wonder if there’s a way for me to import it. *thinks hard*
I am slowly collecting a stack of things to read. I think that if I took half an hour of my day and devoted it purely to reading, I’d be able to knock some of this stuff out. Maybe that would be the best way to approach this. Hmm, didn’t I just say that I didn’t like structuring my time so strictly? So much for that!
04.29.08
Twenty-one
Happy birthday to me!
So, honestly, today did not start well. I’ve gained a ton of weight, which I am not happy about; and most of my clothes don’t fit anymore. I bought two sets of pants and two shirts yesterday, but they’re too big! My pants were not only too big but too long as well. The Bumbler, once again, was at least 10 minutes late heading out to work. So, my day started with me being fat and late! YAY!
When I got to work, I found a very large rainbow colored, smiley face kite balloon from one of my co-workers Bob. I thought it was very sweet of him. I had dozens of birthday wishes all day long.
Then, Jacob and I started arguing via phone when I tried to get some files off my computer from him. I really needed those files because my homework assignment is among them, and it is due by midnight tonight. Obviously, I’m not going to make that deadline. I just don’t even know if I can explain the argument properly. He was irritated because he was tired. I was irritated because he was giving me attitude and complaining that I interrupted what would have been his nap time when he could have easily napped earlier instead of playing Grand Theft Auto IV. I guess part of me is a little bitter about that fact that instead of doing something fun for my birthday weekend last or this up coming weekend, we ended up getting an Xbox 360 so he can play this one game. It sounds a little selfish of me. He deserves some fun too. I guess, I just felt like we haven’t gotten the chance to celebrate any of the milestones for me. I missed prom because he couldn’t come. We didn’t celebrate my getting this job. We probably won’t even celebrate my birthday - honestly, that wouldn’t surprise me.
After a while at work, the Bumbler and I kept going back and forth regarding how we’re going to set up this demonstration we’ve been planning for for weeks. I’m getting incredibly irritated by the fact that he doesn’t delegate any tasks to me, and he keeps acting as though I am an idiot. I do not like him.
Well, I had to cancel my dinner date with my mom tonight too. We were going to go to Friday’s or Chili’s in order to try all those fun-looking drinks on their menus. The CEO of the company visited today, and there was a huge corporate dinner. I couldn’t very well blow off the CEO. So, I had to reschedule that for Wednesday.
When I finally was able to get off work in order to go to my class, the network cable in the hotel was broken. (As you can tell, I was having a really great day!) I couldn’t log on for class until nearly 10 after the hour. My efforts would not have counted anyway, so I decided to do something more constructive with my time. I hemmed my pants.
I headed out to the corporate dinner, and I was the first one there. I got to order my first mojito, and I wasn’t even carded! I did get that drink for free since it was my first. I also had a blast at the dinner with my co-workers. They were really talking up my birthday. It seemed to be the focus rather than the fact that the CEO was there. I had a candelabra that I blew the candles out on. I took my first shot in front of my co-workers. It was really funny. They even sang Happy Birthday to me twice and had me do a little speech. I stood up, told Paul that I hope he enjoyed his time at FW (the current project site), and I said that I was so happy they were all there to celebrate with me. They were great! I actually enjoyed my evening more than I thought I would. My co-workers are fun people to hang out with.
I think after all this. I am going to really need a bit of me time. I think that sometime this week, I am going to spoil myself a little and take a bit of time out to really kick back for me.
04.27.08
“In It Right Now”
I have a million things going through my mind. The thing is, it’s all going around so fast and there’s so much that I feel as though I can barely put a coherent thought together. Nothing makes sense. I feel as though I can’t take my mind anywhere and have work out properly.
I was watching Garden State earlier, and I heard Natalie Portman say this thing about “being in it.” It’s sort of this state of mind where you’re just working everything over in your head and trying to get it all to make sense. I feel like I’m there. I feel like I’ve been there for days now.
Right now I’ve just hit a place where I feel homeless. That sounds strange. I feel as though I don’t have a place in the world. I don’t stay at my apartment long enough for it to feel like home. I spend most of my time in a hotel room. Next to that, I spend my time in a room that is only remotely called an office because it has picnic tables and folding/office chairs. Oh, I wish I was kidding about my work environment. So, with that being said, what am I doing? I feel most at home when I’m with Jacob. Unfortunately, we hardly spend any time together. He’s usually working all weekend long. I’m lucky to get 24 hours total with the man.
I am starting to feel as though being happy may just be out of reach for me. I would like to be okay. I can settle for okay. Maybe, I need to get there before I start thinking about trying to be happy. I want to start making my own roots. I enjoy my career. I don’t think I can really say that I like it, and I think that like may be too superficial in this context. I can see contentment without apathy on the horizon. I just need to get there.
04.24.08
Why Bother?
For the last several weeks, I have been obsessing about getting furniture in our new apartment. Over the last few days I’ve been bumming myself out with a lot of thoughts regarding my job. I am not sure how much I really enjoy working where I do. I don’t know if it’s because this project is truly as awful as everyone says it is or if it’s because of the travel and having to be away from Jacob so much. All I know is that I don’t enjoy it nearly as much as I use to. At the same time, I love it. It’s kind of strange, really.
Right now, I can’t help but wonder why on earth I bother with all of this. Why am I trying to get furniture in a place I am never in? Why am I fighting so hard for a job I may or may not really enjoy? Hell, what if I stay at this job, but then I find out I don’t want this to be my career? Am I really going to waste all this time on something I potentially hate?
I think I’m slipping back into depression. Oh god. Shoot me now.
04.21.08
My Own Two Feet
I have been feeling as though I should probably start seeing Dr. Miller again. I haven’t seen or spoken to her since I moved in with Jacob. Since I have been working in Chicago, I have a way of seeing her regularly; but I’m not sure I want to start talking to a psychologist again.
With the sudden changes in my temperament and wanting to put everything into a list, I feel as though I should. I don’t want to though. I want to find a way to manage this on my own. I want to finally feel as though I am independent. I think that may be part of the reason why I enjoy my work as much as I do. I feel as though I finally have a life of my own. I have something that I am running myself.
At the same time, I really hate the fact that I am away from home so much. I hate hardly ever getting to see and be with Jacob. My mom has been disappointed that I don’t have as much time to be around as well. In an attempt to get away from my mom and be on my own and with Jacob, I end up away from everyone all together.
I am tired. I think I am going to take some time to think this all over and sleep.
04.18.08
The Corporate Ladder
Okay, so I have heard from several people now that they feel as though I am doing very well in the company. Apparently, if I continue to work and learn at my current pace, they feel as though I could be a senior consultant and manager in five or six years. This is very exciting to hear.
We are currently implementing new training strategies, and it seems as though R likes me enough to have me taking point on this. I am going to be working with individuals from SAP and Adobe in order to incorporate their materials into our training. I am thrilled. Although, my new manager (who came on board this week) seems to be getting cut out of this process. I feel as though I am moving directly over his head and coordinating with R. Which, I am, really. I don’t feel too bad about it though. I don’t really like the Bumbler (which shall be his nickname). It takes him a good ten minutes to tell a three second story, and he bumbles around with his words so much, I feel as though a good smack on the head might make the words just fly out!
I genuinely wouldn’t mind climbing right over him as I make my way up our corporate ladder. It sounds horribly manipulative of me. I just feel as though I’m working harder for it.