All or Nothing

Although some of my friends affectionately call it obsessive, That is just the kind of gal I am.  Whatever you call it, it does tend to cause some problems.  About a year ago I started my blog to document our family happenings for family and friends to keep up with us in real time.  It also gave me an excuse to not have to actually talk to people.  Want to know what is going on,  just log on!  The hubs lost me to one social network after another.  He then lost me to dropping my entrecard on visiting other sites through entrecard.

I do not like to do things half assed, so when I started working outside of the home again after ten years of working for myself, hubs lost his wife again.  My explanation for this is that I have very high expectations of myself, or I am competitive, I am not sure.  Either way, this disposition of mine causes me to focus on one thing at a time, while other good stuff may get pushed aside.  Case in point, this site.

My latest addiction was those damn vampire books.  You know the ones I am talking about.  I refuse to actually use the author's name or any character names because I am afraid I will come up on searches by love struck teenie boppers.  Don't get me wrong, I am a little smitten with the guy too; and hubs is not all that disappointed with the role playing!  I digress.

I am done with the books.  I am back.

Office Faux Paux

I have had the good fortune of working from home for nearly ten years.  When I decided to go back to work "outside" the home this year, I knew I would have some adjusting.  I am not talking about the fact that my commute is longer than the walk to the office from the coffee pot.  I am not talking about the fact that have have to shower regularly, or where clothes that do not resemble pajamas and slippers.  I am talking about the fact that I now have to work with...can you imagine...PEOPLE!  Working from home afforded me the luxury of very little human interaction.  Some may say this could cause a problem; like my husband.  He recently noted that when we went out I would get easily excited and talk incessantly; especially when given any sort of adult beverage.  I reminded him that although he is an excellent cell mate at work, I do like a little variety in my conversation partners.  There are many things I enjoy about working with others in the flesh, one being the interaction and bonding.  It is nice to brainstorm with others and share experiences.  As many know though, there are some pitfalls to working with others, tow of which I experienced in the office today.

Going to work is kid of like courting a prospective love interest.  You have two personalities; your home personality and your other personality.  Admit it, you act different while you are getting to know someone.  So I have been at my new job for about 90 days.  Yep, I made it through the "probation" period.  I even have a name tag!  Whoo hoo!  I digress.

So I guess the honeymoon is over.  My new cell mates have decided I am trustworthy and will stick around.  They have let down their guards.  For instance, upon entering my office, a coworker had a slight odor.  Seems that this person had been crop dusting on the way to my office; or passing gas.  The smell was still on them when they got to my desk!  Hello!  Do that in your office!

Later in the day I went to the kitchen to make lunch.  Once I was done I opened the dishwasher and what do I see?  A mess I say!  An utter mess!  Do they load the dishes like this at home?  I found myself reloading the dishwasher just like I do at home.

So what do your coworkers do that drive you crazy?

English as a Second Language

English is a really tough language to learn. We have words that have multiple meanings, some spelled the same, others not. We have the weirdest slang, and some weird dialects. I can only imagine what it i like to be 2 or 3 and trying to absorb it all. Take for instance:

When I told Little Man that hubs was going to shoot his bow, Little Man gave me a very concerned look. He said Mommy, don't let Daddy shoot brother! I tried to explain that is a different kind of bow...that is a Beau!

Little Man was picking out his clothes for the day and I mentioned he had two pairs of the same pants in his closet that were different colors. He looked at me and said "pears like we eat?". No honey, I am talking about pairs, or a set. He said oh like two! Woo hoo! He got that one.

Now, if I can only explain the difference between pin and pen. I am still trying to explain that one to hubs.

Wordless Wednesday

While trying to clean the oven the other day,
Poco decided to hop in and check things out.
Turkey is overrated anyway.

On the Move

Hubs and I have been called gypsies. We have moved about 10 times in 11 years. I hate the idea of packing and getting there, but I love the newness and getting to now the new surroundings. I like change most of the time. I have had the itch to move again lately and I have been thinking about it for a while. I just wasn't looking forward to packing and unpacking and every time I move something gets lost and I just didn't have time to clean up a mess. I actually started packing up a few months ago and changed my mind. I unpacked and stayed put. Moving takes time, effort, and some emotion; none of which I have to spare so I kept putting it off. Everyone told me I would be happier once I did it. You never know how right people are until after the fact. With that said, I finally did it. I have moved on, and after much anxiety, could not be happier. So update your readers folks and look for me here:

http://ourcrookedtree.com

I love unannounced drop bys and will always have a drink ready for you upon arrival. Let me know what you think of my new place!