Good news/Bad news...

Mar 01, 2005 09:05

Bad news

Last week I felt like my world, as far as work was concerned, was crumbling around me. I sent out a broadcast email to the wrong people. It was only supposed to go to accepted people but I didn’t update the table that access was pulling from. Access is one difficult program to learn. Well this mistake, which I didn’t think was horrendous, has almost cost me my job. My boss, who I realize now can not think for herself, has been told that she has to “write me up,” and submit the letter to human resources. She told me my “job was on the line.” I don’t want to work here anymore. I feel like, for the past 2 ½ years I have busted my ass; bending over backward to help people. Yet I mess up once and I’m getting a warning sent to HR which will be a part of my permanent file. Once I get settled I'm looking for a new job.

Good news

Frank and I got an apartment. It’s a nice place, good size for 2 people. We looked at the apartment Saturday and fell in love with the place. We had to persuade the landlady to allow us to have our cat. She caved in and we were so excited. Frank, my mom, and myself went to the Roomstore Saturday. My mom bought us this fantastic sofa that Frank is completely in love with. Frank and I bought a great kitchen set and bakers rack as well as a hide away television stand. Unfortunately all of it won’t be delivered until March 9 but we can deal. Tonight we are going to sign the lease. Then we have to measure the windows so we can get blinds. This is going to be SO much work. Then we are going to spend the rest of the night cleaning. Fun eh? I was packing up my clothes last night (putting my clothes in trash bags). I ended up with 10 bags of clothes and that’s not all of it! At least most of my belongings are clothes. I don’t have much else to take with me. We are going to use Franks bedroom set. I’m not bringing any of my furniture just my tv, dvd player, PS2. I’ll be living at 3114 Hilltop Avenue, Lansdowne come visit me!

Bad news

Getting my kitty neutered and de-clawed. He is not going to be happy with me. I can’t take a chance on him tearing up my $1,200 sofa. Frank is fighting me all the way on the neutering. But I don't care I do what I want.

If you would like to make donations you know where/how to find me ;).
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