I BOOKED MY FLIGHT HOMMMMMMMMME!!!!!!! FEB 16 1PM for 9 days.
But before then, I have to find another place to live. I AM a modern day gypsy. And I hate it, its unsettling and anxiety inducing.
And remember my tattoo goof? Well, I had to get it touched up Friday night, the purple was fading, a natural part of the healing process. of a brand new tat. I was so scared to go, as I hate conflict, but I knew I had to stand up for myself in this situation and not be bullied into something I didn't want. Since he wouldn't call me or own up to the error.
It turns out, I won't bore you with the details, my prayers worked and I was calm and kind, and since he's going to do my next tattoo, and I got amazing advice from my bosses daughter who knows (tattoo artist) personally and told me how to effectively get what I want .... the end result is:
HE'S GOING TO PAY FOR THE FIRST THREE SESSIONS OF LASERING!!!
Because his name is on the line and I'm the second mistake in 7 years, and because I came to him with a plethora of references citing his work, and him as a person, he is doing this for me.
I asked if he thought I was over-reacting and he told me he couldn't believe how mellow I was about it. And I had trouble getting through to him because Erin at the front never told him I called .... so from now on, I'll deal with him directly through email.
So its not going to take a long time to get it lasered. I'm only getting the "d" in dance lasered completely, and the "ance" will just get faded and he can work around that.
So very relieved. I had pretty intense anxiety attacks about this. ACK! A year of putting thought into this, and carefully researching my choices of artists, etc. To have a mistake made broke my heart, but he's fixing it.
So very, very, happy.
Next up is a cross with "Called to Love" written under it. Gee, pretty soon, I"ll have the entire NIV inked on me :-). Just kiddin' Dad and Mom! Don't worry, it'll be the KJV.... Still kidding.
And that concludes the "Time Flies"Series.
Cheers,
LLMac
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Time Flies Part III
While the mall I got the job at is 27 kms from my house, Maria asked me to house/dog sit while she was in England for three weeks.
I said yes, after a week of thinking about it. I would've said no if she had someone else to do it, but she didn't. So I was mom to a Newfoundland dog and a Bermese Mountain dog for 21 days.
(speaking of counting down :-) )
I am not a dog person. Period.
I will never do it again. Period.
Even for my beloved Maria. I will say no next time.
But her house is such a beautiful, peaceful haven retreat. And its only 7 or 8 kms away from the mall. I only had to drive into the city three mornings for work. The rest of the time, our office was closed for the holidays.
I got to relax and stay in a home and it was spectacular.
Bree and Britt came over the week of Christmas and we exchanged presents and drank wine and chatted. Heres something weird: We are very close friends. All three of us equally close but we don't see alot of each other, and it just proved how much we need to rely on each other ...
After an hour of chit chat, laughing, opening presents, eating, letting dogs out, the Newf dog knocking Britt to her feet (wish I had video, one of the funniest things I've seen in ages!!), we each had a turn with the conch (Remember the book in Grade 11 , Lord of the Flies) and it turns out, all three of us had something major and disrupting happening in our lives. We spent the first hour being goofy and silly pretending we were all ok.
It really opened my eyes to the importance of communication and prayer for each other (even when we don't know what is or isn't happening in others lives.) And how vital friendship is.
Those girls are the glue that have kept me together and kept me in Calgary. And it made me sad to know they were having troubles and I didn't know. But I didn't ask .... nor did they, I guess, but we've vowed to not let that happen again. ;-)
Thats all on that topic, folks,
Cheers,
LLMac
I said yes, after a week of thinking about it. I would've said no if she had someone else to do it, but she didn't. So I was mom to a Newfoundland dog and a Bermese Mountain dog for 21 days.
(speaking of counting down :-) )
I am not a dog person. Period.
I will never do it again. Period.
Even for my beloved Maria. I will say no next time.
But her house is such a beautiful, peaceful haven retreat. And its only 7 or 8 kms away from the mall. I only had to drive into the city three mornings for work. The rest of the time, our office was closed for the holidays.
I got to relax and stay in a home and it was spectacular.
Bree and Britt came over the week of Christmas and we exchanged presents and drank wine and chatted. Heres something weird: We are very close friends. All three of us equally close but we don't see alot of each other, and it just proved how much we need to rely on each other ...
After an hour of chit chat, laughing, opening presents, eating, letting dogs out, the Newf dog knocking Britt to her feet (wish I had video, one of the funniest things I've seen in ages!!), we each had a turn with the conch (Remember the book in Grade 11 , Lord of the Flies) and it turns out, all three of us had something major and disrupting happening in our lives. We spent the first hour being goofy and silly pretending we were all ok.
It really opened my eyes to the importance of communication and prayer for each other (even when we don't know what is or isn't happening in others lives.) And how vital friendship is.
Those girls are the glue that have kept me together and kept me in Calgary. And it made me sad to know they were having troubles and I didn't know. But I didn't ask .... nor did they, I guess, but we've vowed to not let that happen again. ;-)
Thats all on that topic, folks,
Cheers,
LLMac
Time Flies Part II
So in the aftermath of my unexpected work situation, the holidays appeared out of nowhere.
I am not a fan of Christmas. Kind of never have been, but the last two have been so totally brutal out here, with no family around; and I wish the month of December away, almost hour by hour.
So I took a job at Danier Leather in a spectacular mall here called Cross Iron Mills. The job was kind of crap pay, but I needed something to take my mind off the fact that I was going to wake up on Christmas Day alone again. I would've gone home but my co-worker who shares responsibilities with me had the holidays off. I am so glad I took the job. I have never had so much fun while my feet throbbing from 8 hour shifts on my feet on tile floor. I literally loved my job there. I got to chat up people alllllll day long!! I got to help dumb boyfriends and clueless husbands pick out coats for their beloved. It was brilliant. They would aimlessly point to another staff member or myself and say "yeah, shes about that size". I laughed/joked/flirted ;-) my way into sales. Naturally, not in a scam artist kind of way, because they had until the 7th to return their goods. I finished my last shift last Saturday and its so nice to have my weekends back. I had two days off in December!! I was exhausted - so the first weekend I had off (early Jan) I went to sleep one Friday night (maybe with a couple glasses of wine) and got out of bed 36 hours later. I couldn't even shower when I managed to wake up sometime the next afternoon, I was so beat. Then Sunday, I was back to normal.
I will miss the staff there, the thrill of making a sale, and the sheer delight of people trying on gorgeous coats, feeling like a rockstar and purchasing their coat at a huge discount. This is going to sound silly, but I feel like I was a very positive part of their day, I believe in the value of clothing, (good clothing) and how it plays on your psyche. I fully believe that the better you dress, the better you feel, the better you present yourself to the world. Its just how we're wired. I even had a couple of people come back and tell my manager how much they liked me.
Just what the doctor ordered me thinks after my soul-shake up earlier in the month.
Thats all on that topic.
Cheers
LLMac
I am not a fan of Christmas. Kind of never have been, but the last two have been so totally brutal out here, with no family around; and I wish the month of December away, almost hour by hour.
So I took a job at Danier Leather in a spectacular mall here called Cross Iron Mills. The job was kind of crap pay, but I needed something to take my mind off the fact that I was going to wake up on Christmas Day alone again. I would've gone home but my co-worker who shares responsibilities with me had the holidays off. I am so glad I took the job. I have never had so much fun while my feet throbbing from 8 hour shifts on my feet on tile floor. I literally loved my job there. I got to chat up people alllllll day long!! I got to help dumb boyfriends and clueless husbands pick out coats for their beloved. It was brilliant. They would aimlessly point to another staff member or myself and say "yeah, shes about that size". I laughed/joked/flirted ;-) my way into sales. Naturally, not in a scam artist kind of way, because they had until the 7th to return their goods. I finished my last shift last Saturday and its so nice to have my weekends back. I had two days off in December!! I was exhausted - so the first weekend I had off (early Jan) I went to sleep one Friday night (maybe with a couple glasses of wine) and got out of bed 36 hours later. I couldn't even shower when I managed to wake up sometime the next afternoon, I was so beat. Then Sunday, I was back to normal.
I will miss the staff there, the thrill of making a sale, and the sheer delight of people trying on gorgeous coats, feeling like a rockstar and purchasing their coat at a huge discount. This is going to sound silly, but I feel like I was a very positive part of their day, I believe in the value of clothing, (good clothing) and how it plays on your psyche. I fully believe that the better you dress, the better you feel, the better you present yourself to the world. Its just how we're wired. I even had a couple of people come back and tell my manager how much they liked me.
Just what the doctor ordered me thinks after my soul-shake up earlier in the month.
Thats all on that topic.
Cheers
LLMac
Time Flies Part I
Wow. Its been two months and two days since my last post.
I must admit, its been a wacky 60 days. But who am I kidding? Its been a wacky 36 years! But I've not blogged because I wasn't in the mood. My life is just mild disaster after another, so I think I was waiting for my desire to write to return, as well as some postive news to share.
Well, theres not been negative news, so thats positive :-). Heres how my life has gone since Nov 21.
I had major drama at work that saw my reputation once again at the hands of a manipulative, not-truth-telling drama queen who assumed I was passive and wimpy, given the joking/goofing around we did as she was temping in my office.
MY office. The office I love, the Partners I respect, the job (I don't love, but put up with because of the aforementioned qualities). MY amazing little corner of Calgary, MY fairy tale of an office, tucked away in my favorite part of the city.
She thought I'd lay down in defeat because I was (as she told me repeatedly the previous two weeks she spent by my side) 'one of the sweetest, kindest people she ever met') (didn't I have her fooled heehee).
She thought I would back down when her aggression increased, thus her level of non-truths, and as it turns out, the sympathy she received by some of my star-struck co-workers. (she played poker professionally before she came to us - she was quite the hit! And definitely with me too, funny enough)
Long story short, she was fired for causing so much trouble, but not before wrecking havoc with my perfect little work equilibrium. Not before the actions of two of the Partners would permanently change my perception of humanity. Sounds dramatic? It was. It was a complete wake up call that You HAVE TO LOOK OUT FOR NUMBER ONE. And not in a selfish way. Just in a natural, don't be so flippin' naive to think that just because you are good to people that they will be good to you way. In the end, ten of the twelve partners came to my defense, seeing my spotless record :-) as a drama-free employee, hard worker, pleasant, etc .... and life goes on.
Yeahhhhh .... 35 and just learning that lesson, after how many times??
I'm not mad, I'm just trying to re-adjust to this new survival method. Its very,very hard for me to not give 100%. Hard for me to do something halfway. If I love, I love all the way. If I'm devoted to my job, I'm devoted to a fault. Unfortunately, there are many things in life I don't have a mid-point re-evaluation station .... its not necessarily a great trait to possess. However, I'm just trying to (two months later) find my balance at work. I still like it there. Alot. And noone has really mentioned that girl, they let it drop. So thats helpful, and its been smoother since the New Year, thankfully. But I am very much on alert, and trying to improve my situation ... I'll keep you posted :-)
I long for the day that I am no longer the target for the women that give my gender a bad name.
Its exhausting. Its funny though, the whole thing has toughened me up. In a really, calm and gentle way. (does that even make sense??)
Thats all on that.
I must admit, its been a wacky 60 days. But who am I kidding? Its been a wacky 36 years! But I've not blogged because I wasn't in the mood. My life is just mild disaster after another, so I think I was waiting for my desire to write to return, as well as some postive news to share.
Well, theres not been negative news, so thats positive :-). Heres how my life has gone since Nov 21.
I had major drama at work that saw my reputation once again at the hands of a manipulative, not-truth-telling drama queen who assumed I was passive and wimpy, given the joking/goofing around we did as she was temping in my office.
MY office. The office I love, the Partners I respect, the job (I don't love, but put up with because of the aforementioned qualities). MY amazing little corner of Calgary, MY fairy tale of an office, tucked away in my favorite part of the city.
She thought I'd lay down in defeat because I was (as she told me repeatedly the previous two weeks she spent by my side) 'one of the sweetest, kindest people she ever met') (didn't I have her fooled heehee).
She thought I would back down when her aggression increased, thus her level of non-truths, and as it turns out, the sympathy she received by some of my star-struck co-workers. (she played poker professionally before she came to us - she was quite the hit! And definitely with me too, funny enough)
Long story short, she was fired for causing so much trouble, but not before wrecking havoc with my perfect little work equilibrium. Not before the actions of two of the Partners would permanently change my perception of humanity. Sounds dramatic? It was. It was a complete wake up call that You HAVE TO LOOK OUT FOR NUMBER ONE. And not in a selfish way. Just in a natural, don't be so flippin' naive to think that just because you are good to people that they will be good to you way. In the end, ten of the twelve partners came to my defense, seeing my spotless record :-) as a drama-free employee, hard worker, pleasant, etc .... and life goes on.
Yeahhhhh .... 35 and just learning that lesson, after how many times??
I'm not mad, I'm just trying to re-adjust to this new survival method. Its very,very hard for me to not give 100%. Hard for me to do something halfway. If I love, I love all the way. If I'm devoted to my job, I'm devoted to a fault. Unfortunately, there are many things in life I don't have a mid-point re-evaluation station .... its not necessarily a great trait to possess. However, I'm just trying to (two months later) find my balance at work. I still like it there. Alot. And noone has really mentioned that girl, they let it drop. So thats helpful, and its been smoother since the New Year, thankfully. But I am very much on alert, and trying to improve my situation ... I'll keep you posted :-)
I long for the day that I am no longer the target for the women that give my gender a bad name.
Its exhausting. Its funny though, the whole thing has toughened me up. In a really, calm and gentle way. (does that even make sense??)
Thats all on that.
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