Feeling exhausted
It's been a LOOONG 2 weeks since I returned to work. There's been so much catching up to do. On top of that, we're preparing for yearend audit, government filings. oh yes, and transitioning people into new roles due to the recent "Restructuring".
I can't wait til it's June. Because if it's June, then it means I made it through the audit and all this transition hell. I just have to remind myself to BREATH and RELAX.
The weekend was an "interesting" one.
Because Easter is such a big deal for Jon's family, I thought I would plan several great Easter meals for Jon. For sunday brunch, I made the french toast casserole that Jon's mom makes for xmas. For Easter dinner, we were going to pick up a Honey Baked Ham from the Honey Baked Ham store(TM). I was going to make some sidedishes like garlic mashed potatoes and grilled asparagus, but the HAM is what Jon has been craving for.
Well, picking up our ham was a WHOLE NEW incident. When I ordered the ham on Friday, they gave me a reservation number. But they didn't ask for my name or phone number. I thought that was strange. Then i proceeded to work til 10pm that nite. So by the time I left work, I was crazy exhausted and forgot to grab that lil slip of paper.
When we showed up at the store on Saturday, I tried to reason with the manager. "No reservation number, no ham" was her line. Apparently their reservation system was so archaic that they can't search for when the reservation was made and on top of that, they even RUN OUT of ham even if you HAVE a reservation.
In the end, we went to the local grocery store and picked up a 1/2 ham for much cheaper.
I can't wait til it's June. Because if it's June, then it means I made it through the audit and all this transition hell. I just have to remind myself to BREATH and RELAX.
The weekend was an "interesting" one.
Because Easter is such a big deal for Jon's family, I thought I would plan several great Easter meals for Jon. For sunday brunch, I made the french toast casserole that Jon's mom makes for xmas. For Easter dinner, we were going to pick up a Honey Baked Ham from the Honey Baked Ham store(TM). I was going to make some sidedishes like garlic mashed potatoes and grilled asparagus, but the HAM is what Jon has been craving for.
Well, picking up our ham was a WHOLE NEW incident. When I ordered the ham on Friday, they gave me a reservation number. But they didn't ask for my name or phone number. I thought that was strange. Then i proceeded to work til 10pm that nite. So by the time I left work, I was crazy exhausted and forgot to grab that lil slip of paper.
When we showed up at the store on Saturday, I tried to reason with the manager. "No reservation number, no ham" was her line. Apparently their reservation system was so archaic that they can't search for when the reservation was made and on top of that, they even RUN OUT of ham even if you HAVE a reservation.
In the end, we went to the local grocery store and picked up a 1/2 ham for much cheaper.