An Assortment of Crazy

Now is not really the time that I should be blogging.  My brain seems rather muddled and foggy, but I wanted a break from the laundry, dishes, cooking, and general hum-drum cleaning of the house, so I told myself I would create a new post.

(By the way, if you are an English major, I'm sure you just cringed at the last sentence.  I do believe it was a major run-on.  See, I told you, now was not the time to blog.)

Now let the assortment of crazy begin:

Miss Randi had a birthday yesterday.  The big number 12!  She received her first cell phone, and she now has a better phone than Chris or myself.  We said we would never be "those" parents.  Once again, I need to remind myself not to make such parenting statements until that particular time period of parenthood has passed for us, and we did not actually do the thing we said we would "never" do.  (Another run-on for you English buffs.)

I attended workshops and YAG writing Tuesday thru Thrusday, and of course spent those days with a couple of heavyweights.  Although my original post stated that it must be difficult to live with a heavyweight, I must say that I have grown quite fond of my new found friends.  (Of course one cannot turn against there own kind.  It would simply be wrong.)  I spent at least 1.5hrs discussing the actuarial sciences and nuclear power plants with one of them on Wednesday and an 1.25hrs over lunch on Thursday discussing the lack of rigor within most graduate level education programs.  I must say they allow me to be "me".  They do not get tired or bored with my conversation.  They listen intently and respond as do I to their conversations.  I do believe that I am going to like my new working environment.  :-)

Speaking of employment.  I must say that one of my biggest pet peeves is when people will not do their jobs appropriately or in an appropriate time frame.  That is all I will say on that matter.  (Please note that this statement has nothing to due with anything or anyone involved in my current employment situation.)

It has come to my attention that I need to work on controlling my frustration.  I have noticed that when I become frustrated by a source outside of my control, i.e. someone not doing their job, the frustration begins to control the rest of my day.  I become unable to think about other things clearly; I eat uncontrollably due to my stress level, which then of course makes me even more frustrated.

In the realm of frustration, I have also discovered that one conversation with one woman for less than five minutes can condemn my good day to hell.  And no, this has nothing to do with work/employment.  This one falls to the "family" category.  (Told you this post was full of crazy.)

That's about all of the randomness/complaining I can stand for now.  I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend!