Tagged

My first response to a tag EVER. Thanks Robyn
The Rules:
A) List 6 unimportant things that make you happy
B) Mention and link to the person that tagged you
C) Tag 6 of your favorite bloggers to play along and comment on their blogs to let them know they have been tagged.
So here are mine:
1. Book in hand--with a tall glass of iced tea or hot cocoa.
2. I love that warm toasting feeling of getting in the car after being in the AC all day.
3. Dead heading my flowers. There is some evil satisfaction of cutting off the blooms.
4. Cracking jokes and making people smile.
5. Pedicures. If I can't be skinny then I will have pretty polished toes for life. (stole this from Robyn, but I totally agree).
6. Icy cold Corona with a twist of lime at the end of a long day.

I tag: I need more blogger friends!
1. Dorshan
2. Megan
3. Crystal

Corn Hole, Test, Drama

Ace ended up being sold out of the corn hole boards BUT I got lucky because my friends husband ROCKS. He had made some the weekend before and gave them up to me for a sweet price. Now no matter what she says...Dave is up on a pedestal. I'm hiding them at a neighbors house and sweet talked their son into painting them for me. Today's agenda involves getting paint and making to corn bags.

Passed the clerical testing for the school division job with flying colors! While I was there others were filtering in to take the same test and didn't make it past the first 15 questions. You're only allowed to miss 4 before the computerized test shuts down. NO typing speed test---thankfully. I qualified for a Secretary III position which makes me a better candidate for the one I applied for. And if a Secretary III or II position opens up I wouldn't have to retake any test. I really hope this pans out. Its my first choice. Although part of me wants to stay with RAI until the end of the year with travel offer...just so I can stay with my work buddies that much longer.

There was too much drama at work yesterday with the closing and transferring of patients. I don't think management is all on the same page. One is telling us to move forward and the other is telling us to slow down. And all the employees are freaking out about their jobs even though they've been told they can work at the other clinic.

Job updates

I got an email response from the York County School system to call and set up pre-employment testing. Hopefully I pass! She said it was literacy and competency testing. I think I measure up. HaHa. Weds is the big test---at three. I'm not nervous, Yet. The scheduling dilemma is that Cole has football camp at 4:30. Yesterday he skipped because I worked late. I forgot I had inventory to do---well I remembered but kept procrastinating--I didn't think it would take so long. Kind of ticked at him because he can walk 5 miles to a fishing hole, but not 2 miles to the school for football. So like I said, hopefully I pass and will be considered a candidate. Who knows how many applicants they have to sort through. My current boss's husband works at the school that has the opening. She was going to ask him if he would write a letter of recommendation. We'll see. My only hang up is typing. I am addicted to that backspace button like crack. I don't think I have ever typed a perfect page. So my errors cancel out my speed. I HATE typing test. And typing is only 5% of what any secretary does. Redirecting phone calls is probably number one, followed by answering emails and then shuffling paperwork into some organized system into a file cabinet. data entry and software use is NOT the same kind of typing.

I am wrestling with driving my sweet self to ACE in Newport News to pick up some already made corn hole boards. This would be Ara's fathers day gift. And I would need the extra time to get them painted. Wish I was artistic enough to do a KISS motif or some other 80's rock band. He'll be lucky if I can do stripes. His favorite color is hunter green, but I don't think that is bright enough. The problem is hiding them and the expense out of the checking account until fathers day. He's got that checkbook in a choke hold. I think I'll pull 80 out at the atm and tell him I owe some people some money---like a loan shark or something. heeheehee

Shopping For Me- a rare occurance

Today was ME day. Started off with a routine dental cleaning. Then I went straight to the hair place where some moron that still needs to practice on her plastic barbie head managed to cut any bit of style out of my hair. After that horrid experience, I went for the deluxe pedicure--yuck--I feel so sorry for that lady, she scraped years of callous off my heels--it was so gross. But now I have baby soft feet. After a quick stop at chick-fil-A I headed to TJMaxx. Since the hair is a no go and I'm 30 pounds heavier than I should be I went for the sandals. I loaded up on four pair. Got these babies in white---couldn't find a white picture on the Internet.

This is my new date night dress....ooolaalaa.

Hopefully my ass will look as stunning in my new white jeans. Never ever in my life have I had white jeans. I'm wearing these bad boys to work tomorrow with my multi-colored bejeweled nine west sandals and a hot fuchsia top.

And the practical side of me got the brown sandals below.
Several hundred dollars worth of stuff made it into the bag as well. 1 JAG tankini, 1 pair of white shorts, 2 tops, 1 hobo international wallet, and a sunglass case.

Texas Texter Massacre

Some stupid idiot in TX keeps sending me forwarded text on the cell and I am pissed! At least 5 two part text come a day and they are all 'send this to X number of people or someone will die' text. I have called and left an *evil* voicemail asking them to stop and remove me from their list of contacts. I don't know this person and suspect is some teen without a life. Ara looked the number up and it's a sprint number with a TX area code. He wanted to block all numbers not in my contact list from calling....Not smart as I am looking for a job and potential employers could call. I know you can block a number from the cell, but does that stop texting? Can I call Sprint and complain? This is to the point of spam/harassment. I seriously have better things to do then check bogus text messages all day. Help me.

Burning Bridges Off Limits

I put in another application today. This one is with Sentara as an admin assistant at a physicians office. Its very close to exactly what I do now and the pay looks very attractive. My resume almost matches the job posting and they contacted me with an email asking me to apply so hopefully that is a good sign. I also heard through the grapevine that RAI wants to offer me something on Friday---but it involves travel. I am not up for that! Maybe if the kids were grown and out on there own, but at this point I don't want to be away and miss anything. Don't ask me why because teens usually are no fun--but thanks to Lexapro mine are. I'd love to stay with RAI but only if it involved working with the same people I currently work with---I'm not all that impressed with upper management at this point. Seen too much butt kissing, lip service and back stabbing to want to be mixed up with them any more than what I already am. Part of me wonders if they are just trying to come up with a bogus offer to wiggle out of any severance. At this point I am trying to maintain my professionalism (loose as it is) and not burn any bridges.

Sidetracks

The search is on. So far I (through Ara's Internet savvy) have applications in at Bruton High, Toano Middle, and Eastern State Hospital. My resume is so sparkly I don't know how anyone could turn me down...Ara is good with the resume remix.
We got half the garage organized this weekend. The neighborhood yard sale slowed us down a bit...we didn't want to throw open the garage open and have strangers bugging us. One wall done, two more to go. I wanted to put insulation and real walls up all painted white BUT since I may be unemployed we didn't spend the money and just used what we had and bought a few specialty hooks for the rakes and shovels.
Jake was driving me around and finally the words 'slow down' and 'get out of the shoulder' hit home. Too bad he had to hit a mailbox to figure it out. BY THE WAY, Ara does NOT know and WILL NOT know about this mailbox incident. What he doesn't know won't hurt him. If he bothered reading the blog he could easily find out, but that's up to him.