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Showing posts with label Work. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Work. Show all posts
As sand through the hourglass....
Hello.
So the last time I was here was back in November.
December came and went. It was a hard month. My birthday is in December and it was the first one without my Tia. Christmas came. I applied to USC for my master's.
January, I received my letter of acceptance, completed orientation and financial aid... all in one month. Work was going well... not on the top of my game.
The rain came in February...so did my ignition for work. I think my sadness finally faded. I started my first course, a framing course. Four papers in four weeks.
Now here we are in March and my work life is a joke. I went on two major business trips and the CEO has not even asked for an update. The site is running... maybe my department is doing well and floating on... or maybe we are in trouble and he is holding information back.
Am I happy at work? I am with my job. I am with the clients. I am with my peers. Where is my boss? Who is he? That is problem. I so looked forward to fresh leadership and prosperity, however we have chaos and despair.
San Diego for Work
Had to go away on business. The meetings were great. I was able to pull a lot out of it, however I did miss my husband tremendously. I left on Tuesday Morning, 6:00 am to be exact and returned at 2:10 pm on Friday afternoon. By Thursday night, I was a little moody.
I missed him.
With every business trip comes the business dinners. Some better then others. My favorite was eating Ice Cream with my female co-workers around the outdoor fire place, listening to stories of marriage, children and life.
on the way home... YES!!!On the way home
Leaving from work...
Up the off ramp at a light (sun roof picture)
Down the main road towards my house... at another light (sun roof picture)
Home sweet homehello... down the hall and to your left.
How I decompress... flowers from our front yard. 
I had to report to Headquarters the other day. They needed us to redo paperwork. With the economy the way it is, they are crossing all their "t"s and dotting all their "i"'s. At headquarters there are many levels. The paperwork had to go through the "lower level" ... the 1st floor. I walked in and let them know I was here for the "paper work". They greeted me and then proceeded to direct me to the HR department that has the paperwork for Administration assistants, the custodial staff and grounds crew. Every time I go to headquarters, this happens. I never get directed to the Management department.... the only time I do is if Sr. Management sees me and starts chit chatting with me. Then they realize where they need to direct me.
My parents worked hard to send my brothers and I off to college. My grandparents were farmers, fruit harvesters and my father works for the Railroad. They have worked hard to push the next generation to more. I have been in my position for over 7 years and yet the assumption is strong . I don't get upset over it anymore... it just saddens me sometimes. I work hard on my projects, in my area and for my site. Oh well... at this point, I politely ask if that department can help me even though I'm Management. They quickly say oh... um no... you need to go to....
I had to report to Headquarters the other day. They needed us to redo paperwork. With the economy the way it is, they are crossing all their "t"s and dotting all their "i"'s. At headquarters there are many levels. The paperwork had to go through the "lower level" ... the 1st floor. I walked in and let them know I was here for the "paper work". They greeted me and then proceeded to direct me to the HR department that has the paperwork for Administration assistants, the custodial staff and grounds crew. Every time I go to headquarters, this happens. I never get directed to the Management department.... the only time I do is if Sr. Management sees me and starts chit chatting with me. Then they realize where they need to direct me.
My parents worked hard to send my brothers and I off to college. My grandparents were farmers, fruit harvesters and my father works for the Railroad. They have worked hard to push the next generation to more. I have been in my position for over 7 years and yet the assumption is strong . I don't get upset over it anymore... it just saddens me sometimes. I work hard on my projects, in my area and for my site. Oh well... at this point, I politely ask if that department can help me even though I'm Management. They quickly say oh... um no... you need to go to....
How did I get on the wrong side of the street?
Sometimes I don't think I'm taken seriously at work. I have the highest numbers in the company. I have the best client reviews per ca pita. My department actually gets along. Then what is it? My long hair... my boobs... my ever glisten smile? ARRGGG!!! Maybe if I had a baby and become more Family orientated. Sigh. I have not ranted about work in a while. Yesterday a pre existing client with the company came in and he had a preconception of my program and department, I greeted him with an open mind and he asked questions and for clarifications. By the end of the conversation he stated that he had the wrong idea about me and my staff. I felt good to present our platform, however how many more are out there? I asked, with out being direct, about who gave him such false information. Just as I thought... the same two.
So maybe it's not my hair, or my boobs... maybe it's not my ever glisten smile. Maybe it's two guys totally threatened or jealous of the competence and handwork of my staff and our department. ... ( I hope it's the latter).
It's been a while...
On the way home from work
Grandma's/Tia's
Home 
I have been twittering lately. It's quick and fast... but there is no insight ... at least not in depth.
Home: Everything is great at home. I just sowed some wildflower seeds around the Crepe Myrtle in the back yard as well as corn and beef steak tomatoes. The yard is so green from the rains. Too green. We were out there all morning mowing, weeding... we even had Cosmo working.
Tia: She is doing ok. She looks tiered. When we went up to visit her I could tell she was worn out. When she went to push the Chihuahua off her lap I noticed she had to muster up all her energy to move that little sausage. My Uncle and aunt from Maine flew in to visit and well as my moms younger brother ... he came in from Sacramento. Next week my Uncle from Washington will be in as well as my Tia from Idaho.
Husband: We are going to go and see RENT tonight at the Pantages. We have killer seats. I can't wait. It has not officially set in that we are finally going to see RENT.
Work: *fingers will not type* ... It's work.
Me: I am happy... I get sad... I'm motivated... then I just want sit and hold my cat. This morning we got up and went outside and were so productive. Sunshine, our home, my husband, the play tonight... a new start to a fresh week and month.
today
I think I have to repaint the base boards in the hallway.
My off ramp. The rain came in fast. The best part was the smell of rain slowly rolling in around 2:00 this afternoon. Upside we as a whole survived a work day, my tia has not had a complications to the surgery to worsen the situation and I was brave today at work. The down side I saw my co-workers car get hit by another car on the way home. Not cool. Work was tense and I fear what will come in the morning weekly review meeting.
After seeing it, coming home safely and seeing my husband walk out on the porch... my life went from black and white to color.Going Home
This picture symbolizes my life.(Work Life)
Luckily I have a great husband. He went out for Pizza and Beer and we had a fun little wind down feast.
The Revolution will not be televised ...
1/9/09
The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised,will not be televised, will not be televised.
The revolution will be no re-run brothers;
The revolution will be live.
I have not spoken much about work. I have been so swamped in the trenches I have not had the time to reflect. Yesterday I had it. It was too much for one day. We have a new CEO and he has the office running scared, especially the newbies. I just don't know what to make of him yet. I think he knows it too. His actions are interesting. He is highlighting the new leadership of our site with a heavy PR campaign that includes photos of him.... some as large as beach towels. I waiting. listening without taking a side. The boat is tipping. I mention work because the other day in order to fire up the office he had all of us read business related article. It was about being revolutionary. I think that word was used up to 14 times in the one page article, yet the writer gave no revolutionary examples. More of "feelings" and "hope". He then went around the room asking what people thought. No real revolutionary thoughts. Has he made his points by insulting himself, as he does in his passive aggressive way, he went around to every group asking what they thought.... once more... nothing revolutionary. I waited, waited with baited breath for him to call on my group. The ex-hippie, the self described "Angry White Man" and little ol' me. No, he skipped us. One associate even declined to speak due to the fact that she said that she felt uncomfortable speaking her opinion in this arena.... and they applauded her. At this time a vet who has lived in the trenches asked for my critique of the article. I smiled and said.... In order to have true revolution, it must be one of the masses by the masses.... what the heck, am I back in college?
1/16/09
Update- what a random rambling post... : )
I re read it. *sigh* Today was no different.
I think I'll watch the revolution on TV for now... see what happens... what road it takes. Hmmmm, Carmel or butter popcorn.
A year in photos
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand Six Hundred Minutes
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Moments so dear
Five Hundred Twenty-Five Thousand
Six Hundred Minutes
How Do You Measure - Measure A Year?
In Daylights - In Sunsets
In Midnights - In Cups Of Coffee
In Inches - In Miles
In Laughter - In Strife
-Larson (Rent)
A perfect ending to 2008... dinner with my parents and little brother. We met for sushi at our local sushi place, Fuji Sushi in Rialto. My dad was very adventurous.... he had the burrito roll. It was spicy tuna, cucumber, avocado crab meat wrapped in soy paper. It was huge... like a burrito. Hot tea and mochi Ice Cream. They even had complementary Champagne. The food was great, the service excellent and ambiance perfect.
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January
We skipped Christmas 2007, at least at home. Our Timba died and we just did not feel like putting up the tree. After the 1st we decided to pull it together and focus on us. We crafted, or at lease I did, my husband worked on music. We gardened and spent time with all our other pets.
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February
In February our oldest cat Malcolm died of a suspected tumor (per Vet). All we have is pets. So we are very attached to them. I know when we have children this may change a bit, however my world collapsed. Once more besides work, the garden was my home. My husband and I cultivated the area and even planted some grass. We had to lay down an area and ready for our fall harvest. We planted corn, pumpkin, watermelon squash and tomatoes. Work was hectic.
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March
In March I caught spring fever. I was outside all the time... with camera in hand. Our lives deep in work and home. Our cat Chata had to become an outdoor cat because she became a neurotic Pee pee girl. She would pee on everything, other then the cat box after her brothers died. Our neighbors dogs got into our yard and hurt her so badly we had to put her to sleep. My escape was our garden, it was in full bloom. I was at work a little to much... and work was coming home with me. My husband and I did become members of the UCR Alumni Association.
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April
My husband I took time out for us this month. March was hellish at work and we needed to focus on ourselves. My tia turned 50 and had a huge party. The best event was bring Mazzy and Zuko home from the pound. Karel was all alone and became a recluse in the house. Once the kittens came home life was good again.
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May
My husband completed his first marathon. He won the Bronze in his age group. I am so proud of him. My brother turned 28 and the little brother was finishing his 11th grade year in High School. Work was winding down a bit... our CEO announced he would be retiring. This was good news. 
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June
Our dear friends had a party to celebrate their completion of College. She with a masters from Loma Linda and he with a BA from University of Redlands. TO celebrate we headed out to Vegas. I had a loteria style party for my husband's birthday and
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July
As I was coming home from Costco with my mom (4th of July supplies) I looked down and saw that my truck hit a milestone. We pulled over and I took a shot... with my camera that is. I know ... the smallest things amaze me... but I thought it was cool. We hung out with M and M all summer. They were done with their studies and we needed time with people other then our co workers. LACMA was one of many little adventures... oh and Pink's.
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August
We celebrated our 6th anniversary. Our garden went from purples and pinks to yellows and oranges. Yes ( and I rub my hands together) my master plan of seasonal color scheme is working... hahahahaha. I continued crafting, met my new boss, went to San Diego for a week and attended concerts in the park.
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September
The new fiscal year started in July, but there is stress in the air over money at work. The yard is the gift that keeps on giving and my husband put out an album. My grandmother's finances are now finally coming under control. I took over her utility bills and was able to get them in sync with her bank account. My dads older sister is now involved and talking.... love it! Life is good.
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October
Work is in full swing again. He (the boss) is like caffeine. Too much and your jittery and at times a cup does keep one productive. We went to a pumpkin patch ( in the city) and purchased a few pumpkins for a flora arrangement. My cousin from Wisconsin came in for a visit. It surprises me... the types of wildlife we feed with our garden.
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November
My favorite month. Dia de los Muertos, the temps start to cool, pies.... mmmmm pies, and Thanksgiving around the corner. I love this month. We resumed our shushi hiatus and the cats are getting bigger. I also was able to meet Pearmama. The first time my digital world met with reality.
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December
Life... in December became a little black and white for me. Pain, no pain, pain, no pain. Shadows and Light. December was a long month.... and that is not counting Christmas week to now. The last two weeks seemed like December 2.0. The holidays were wonderful My family is wonderful, my husband is wonderful. Which makes my life a "Wonderful Life".
-end 2008-
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