Wednesday, May 26, 2010


Time has once again managed to fly by without me posting. Quite a bit has happened since my last post.

I received a phone call from my old BFF who I wrote about here. To say that I was surprised to hear from her would be an understatement. We played catch up and she asked if I was still in the same apartment I was two years ago. I informed her that I finally moved to Texas. All she could say was wow, you finally did it. She asked how long and I told her almost eight months now. It seemed to bring her down a bit, knowing that I had been away so long and she had no clue, but then again, I could be reading way more into her reaction.

I met Teddy's mom. She was really sweet; we shook hands after meeting one Sunday at church. Later that afternoon after Teddy and I parted ways and I headed home, I received a phone call from him. He announced that he had news and asked if I wanted to hear it or if I'd rather wait until later. Well of course when someone says they have something to tell you, you want to hear it immediately. He told me his mom said she got a great feeling from me and she can tell that I am the one for him. I sat there silent for a moment, like wow, did she really?

I have seen her several times since then and now we're up to hugging. I made her a cake for Mother's Day that they both loved. Speaking of the cake, I found a store that is a Baker's Dream. I've always enjoyed baking so I am considering taking my past time and potentially turning it into something much more.

Things have been pretty quiet on the drama front for the most part. My little brother's wife, who is in Germany, has found a new boyfriend. She proudly shared her new love interest on FB and even changed her marital status as married to this new guy. My sister decided to check her about claiming a new husband while being married to our brother and informed her that "husband #4 is not a good look". Needless to say, my sister-in-law deleted and blocked my sister and I as well as all of my cousins.

My apartment life sucks at the moment. I have had to call management twice about seeing little bugs. You can call it a fear if you like, or flat out hate, but bugs and I do not get along. I can't wait to move out of this place.

Work is still the same. I was just assigned a new project last week all while still covering for my coworker on FMLA. My Work Mom informed me that another coworker that hangs out with us was talking about me with another colleague of ours. The same coworker had a birthday gathering for her daughter, on the evening that Teddy and I had plans. She actually had the audacity to ask if I was going to pick my man over her daughter's party. YES! Please tell me what I look like, blowing off my man for a woman who talks about me behind my back?

That is really all that is going on for me at the moment. I have been stalking airline websites to see if I can find a ticket home that won't cost me a kidney and a liver, no such luck yet.

I am hopeful that my free internet connection stays up so I can start posting more frequently.

Monday, May 3, 2010


Overworked and underpaid is how a lot of people feel and I happen to be one of those people. I feel bad for feeling this way, especially since getting this job was such a blessing. The thing is that ever since I found out that the woman in the position before me was hired on making 10K more than me, I have been resenting my heavy workload. I also discovered that the workload was redistributed when I started and I was given all the problem areas. The worst part is people that I interact with say, “well Previous Lady would do this for me and that”. I quietly think to myself that yeah, I bet she did, as much as she made she should have been doing all of that.

I also feel like they tack on more and more work every month. Maybe I’m just complaining but I don’t feel that way. During budget loading in March I was working from 7:30am-9pm. The worse part about the long hours is the fact that I’m salaried so no overtime. So you mean to tell me that I make way less than the previous person but I also have to work fourteen hour days?

These feelings have led me to start testing the waters in search of a different job. I’m not on the hunt like when I originally relocated but looking at my finances, which aren’t too great at the moment versus the stress that I face daily, I just want to see what is out there. I’ve considered getting a second job as a means of supplemental income but I don’t even have the time to work a night gig due to the hours I put in at work. I guess we shall see.