Wednesday, June 22, 2005

BTW..... 6/22/05


OMG! Two posts in one day!

I also wanted to chime in about the show on Saturday night! Where did BDB come from?!? They were amazing! And of course - Renegades rocked!!! whoo-hoo! Anne's solo was wonderful (and I had no idea that you weren't standing in the right spot)! Meeting Marsha was marvey! (And BTW - there is something going on with the "anne" ending.... Diane, Roxane, Anne.... Marshanne, Kimilanne, Lanianne..... etc)!

It was also really nice to spend the evening with people that I care about watching an activity that I love. Diane and I discussed each and every corps .... in detail! As only we can! My dad (Pappy) enjoyed all of the "bands". He preferred the band wearing the red jackets and white pants over the last band. That surprised me - but then again, they have different signature styles. (SCV and BD).

okay - that's it for now...

Australia? 6/22/05


Got my results back from the oral board.... {sickening drum roll here}

ahem... I actually managed to pass the bloody thing and get on the list.... barely.

I placed low --- really low.... like, I think I came in closer to first in the last footrace I was in.

sigh.

Well, I guess I don't have to make a decision about whether or not to accept this job when the project is over. I'm not high enough to interview.

So, here is the delimma.... I can work my a** off (been working 12+ hour days lately AND my freaking day off), manage to get this project rolling and not get the job OR I can work my 40 hours a week, do what I can and still NOT GET THE JOB. Hmmmm....

Or, I could work my butt off (but not as many hours as I have been putting in), do a good job, and just be glad that I can add to my experience --- actually working in an area where I don't have a lot of experience... experience that I need for the next level.

Okay - on another note... I have a great boyfriend!

So, he doesn't do drum corps. I mean - he'll go to the shows with me as long as he can bring a book - but he doesn't geek out on drum corps. BUT - he is totally supportive of me geeking out over drum corps!

AND - he and my dad (Pappy) get along! They were trading stories all weekend. Made me a little concerned that there wouldn't be enough oxygen in the little town of Clyde for all the gum-flapping that they were doing.

Yup - and he is nice in many other ways.... he cooks, he loves doggies, he loves my doggies, he and my daughter actually like each other....

Sigh. It is 6:39 AM. I need to leave in 20 minutes. I haven't even approached the shower, much less think about what clothes are clean and match.... don't wanna go to work.....

maybe I should move to Australia.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Losing it - 6/17/05


Do you ever wonder if you are losing it? Mentally, I mean? I do. and I think that I finally have. It isn't one of those going crazy, screaming, throwing things. Nothing exciting like that. It is quiet. I lose track of things. And sometimes I don't even remember that I have lost track of it. Because I don't remember it at all.

That is just the memory aspect. Then there is the not being as sharp as I used to be aspect. I used to be able to pick up on subtle nuances. I could follow three conversations at once, and have insightful comments for each one. Not any more. Now, as I listen to people talk in a meeting, my focus devolves to just watching their lips move. And I wonder if they floss each and every day - or just once in awhile.

I used to be able to produce tons and tons of work. I could produce paper like mad. Paper with writing on it, even. Like reports and stuff. Not any more. Now I just produce yellow legal sheets with handwritten notes and "action" items. They never transform into anything meaningful. They just clutter my desk. And I am afraid that if I throw them away, I will forget to do something that I have already forgotten that I was supposed to do.

I wake at night - well actually about 2:00 AM - and worry about all of the things that I should be doing that aren't getting done. All the meetings that I was supposed to plan, finding conference rooms to hold those meetings, finding a time where the schedules of five people can converge for an hour. And, of course, what those meetings need to be about.

I tried to spend yesterday afternoon - 5 whole hours - doing only three tasks: composing a letter to clients, putting together notes from a previous meeting and writing out recommendations based on those notes, and adding to my MicrosoftProject "to do" list. I accomplished the first two items. But I didn't , couldn't, get to the third.

I could have slammed that out plus a couple more things in addition to them just a couple of years ago. Not anymore. I thought that I could accomplish those three things. But only two were completed. Why? It must be that I am losing it. I don't have the focus, the drive, the jizz that I used to have.

And I blew an interview this week. An oral board. For the classification that I hold right now in a work out of class position. Translation: I needed to do well in the oral board so that I could get on the list and be hired permanently into the job that I am doing right now. But I blew it. It was not pretty. Normally, I do really good interviews. Any chance to talk about myself is one that I don't normally pass up. And I usually answer their questions well. I hit the key points, relate it to my experience, and sum it all up in a nice, neat little package. But not this time. This time- I was scattered. I couldn't focus. Not as bad as wondering about the flossing habits of the panelists.... but close.

I wonder if I have finally hit my zenith and am floating down. I may not have what it takes to continue to climb up the management ladder. Maybe I have bottomed out. This is it. The rest of my career struggling to pay attention, and trying to remember to do things.

It wouldn't be so bad if I didn't notice it. But I do. And others think that I am performing at the top of my game. But I'm not. And I know it. And it scares me because I can't seem to pull it together to improve my performance. So I guess that this is what it is like to lose it. Not that exciting, desk throwing performance that I thought losing it would consist of. Just this quiet realization of underperformance.

Sad.

Monday, June 13, 2005

I see Nicholas Cage every day 6/13/05


Okay, so maybe it isn't Nicholas Cage. But he sure looks like Nicholas Cage.
I see him every day - sometimes two or three times a day. (No, nothing like that! I am a contented girlfriend!)

The Nicholas Cage look-alike walks/jogs on Port Chicago Hwy every day. And he does it all day long! Seriously! It is creepy. I see him there in the morning when I leave for work. Walking, walking, walking. I see him there when I come home at lunch. Walking, walking, walking. I see him when I come home from work. Walking, walking, walking. And when I come home late - after dark, I almost hit him because he is walking, walking, walking.

It make me itch -- so, well, yccchhhh... he just gives me the heebie-jeebies.

It isn't the fact that he looks like Nicholas Cage - although I think that Nicholas Cage looks like a smiling skull. The walker is just so, so, so... ycchhhh...

Here we are in Concord - at least 85+ degrees. And the walker is bundled up - as if he is in the Artic zone! His face is tanned. But the rest of his body is bundled under a hoodie and running suit pants. (He wears the same thing day after day!) And it is HOT in Concord. But there he is - in the middle of the day - walking, walking, walking -- wearing enough layers to thaw an iceberg.

AND --- I think he is wearing the pants to my running suit! They sure look like mine. AND they are too short for the walker. AND mine are MISSING!!! Yccchhhhh.... just makes me itch all over....

Maybe he is an alien. But why would he walk so much?

I don't get it. All I know is that there is some wierd, creepy, Nicholas Cage person walking back and forth on Port Chicago Hwy. tonight. Possibly wearing MY running suit pants!!! Yccchhhhh....

Wednesday, June 8, 2005

Pillow Talk - 6/8/2005


I have two dogs.
And the two dogs have lots of hair.
And the two dogs shed.
And the two dogs shed a lot.
And I have lots of dog hairballs all over the house.
And the dog hairballs glide down the hall on my new floor.
And the dog hairballs collect into one big dog hairball at the end of the hall.

I've wondered what I should do with the large dog hairball. I have tried throwing the large dog hairball in the garbage. And the large dog hairball reappears within a few days.

I have become sort of crafty as of late. I am crocheting and learning how to scrapbook. I planted a garden. I looked at the large dog hairball with my crafty eyes and thought to myself, "what can I do with that large dog hairball"?

Hmmmm.... dog hair is like sheep hair and sheep hair is really wool... so, maybe I could spin the hair into yarn, like angora or some other fuzzy yarn. No, I don't have a spinning wheel.

I pick up a large dog hairball and examine it. It is soft and reminds me of fur lining in gloves. Hmmm... no, it is summer and I don't need fur lined gloves.

What is summer-ey and could use a lot of dog hairballs?



PILLOWS!!

I could make a couple for the sofa to replace the ones that the dogs chewed up. Ohhhhh... and I could sell them at craft fairs! Um, but maybe the animal rights folks will take offense to it. Okay, okay, I know. I could give them away! To all my friends and family! To share my lovely doggies with all the folks that I love!

I'd like to see Martha Stewart top this!


Friday, June 3, 2005

Gawd - it's June already! 6/3/05


Jeeze - it is already June!

I went to Mars tonight and watched BD for a couple of hours. I think that I'm gonna like the show this year. As long as they don't dress the guard in those wierd peasant/apron getups. Hated their uniforms last year --- oh wait, does the guard wear uniforms or do they wear costumes? Anyhoo, this year's show is gonna be great.

Watching all of that movement on the field makes me miss Renegades even more. I heard that the drumline is smoking this year.

I planted a garden last week while my mom was here. I have tomato plants, bell peppers, jalapenos, squash, zucchini, basil and strawberries. I'm gonna get some cucumbers this weekend and plant them too. I can't wait to begin harvesting! I have really gotten into being more organic in the last couple of years. I had thought that growing my own food would take me another step closer to greener living. Then after planting the garden, I stood up and admired my view of the Tosco refinery and watched the lovely smoke/chemical wafting its way towards my house. So much for being green!

Who am I kidding? I will probably spend the weekend with Gary, not plant anything else, and take lots of naps.... AAAahhhhh....I love the weekends!