So Where Do I Begin...

So I am officially shutting down my spaces site. I am very unhappy about the new changes that they made and the fact that they published my private information without my knowledge and before I had the opportunity to make the necessary changes to stop it. I won't even dwell on it though it saddens me that my blogging life began there and that is where I met all my wonderful friends. I hope my followers follow me here, it will be upsetting that I lose friends over their stupid changes...

This week has been a rough one. I am feeling a little better each day but this icky stuff seems to be taking a toll on everyone around here. It couldn't have come at a worse time, tomorrow is our annual holiday party for our agents and we are giving the car away. Getting ready for that always proves challenging and this time was no different. Seems my scroogeness has worn off on others in the office and nobody wanted to get things done, least of all me. After running all over town today with last minute details I was just about wiped out when who shows up a day early? Nobody better than the short, fat, bald, egotistical, male chauvinistic pig manager that has an issue working for ME. And when does he show up? At 4:00 PM, the end of the day. And what does he want? To spend a 'few minutes' discussing his 'ideas for 2009'.

ARGHHHH!!! So I did what any really professional executive would do. I pretended to be on the phone for about 30 minutes or so (redialing my home phone over and over listening to my answering machine) and then gave him a quick 30 seconds - 'Sorry I am so busy, wish I could have taken the time...' Tell him I will see him at the party tomorrow, stick my hand out for a quick handshake before I dash back to the other end of the building and what does he do? That short, fat, bald, egotistical, male chauvinistic pig entered my personal space and pulled me in for a hug where the top of his head hit me firmly in the right boob! First, just invading my space made me extremely uncomfortable, second the dude had BATHED in the most overwhelming, disgusting men's cologne and not only did it make me want to vomit, it saturated my clothes and I smelled him until I could get home and bathe and finally, his head touched my boob! Lord give me the power to deal with him and all the others tomorrow!

As far as preparing for Christmas, this is just about all I have done with the exception of agreeing with my siblings to go in together on getting our mom a flat screen TV and agreeing with Hubby's siblings on buying his parents a new rangetop. Two down, who the hell knows how many more to go. But like everyone else I am shortening the list and conserving some this year. Hoping that makes this season less stressful too, we'll see.

But for now, I am off to bed, C3 has choir at 7 am and then I have full day on my feet with a smile on my face. Hopefully next week life will slow down just a little...

Til next time...