Evacuating from Rita was one of the scariest experiences in my life. I live in a mandatory evacuation zone which was scheduled for evacuation on Thursday at noon. I decided to leave Wednesday at 1pm, just as I got home from work. I had already made hotel reservations at a Holiday Inn in Fort Worth which accepted pets (no freakin’ WAY were Princess and Murphy going to be left behind or stuck in a shelter. Not when we have alternatives.).
I cannot describe how difficult it is to look ar
It's a lovely day here in Houston. The sun is shining. The birds are singing. A warm breeze flows over the construction site next door in such a direction that we don't have to smell it at lunch.
Speaking of lunch...
Since it's such a lovely day, I decided to escape my ice-cold cubicle and sit outside to enjoy the weather. Luckily for me there was one bench and table left. Unbeknownst to me, it was covered in bird poop.
And many thanks to all of the coworkers who didn't fr
:) I washed all of my jeans when I was getting ready to start my monthly cycle. How does that make sense? Right when I'm feeling hugely fat, am completely bloated and have zero sense of humor, I make sure all of my blue jeans are way too tight. I'm talking so tight, the circulation is cut off to my head. (Which could explain things except that I lost my mind before I washed them.) Seriously, I stood up and saw SPOTS!
The cycle is about over (thank God), and I'm just now start
I'm really scared. I've already been downsized three times this year alone. Five times in the past four years. I love where I'm working now. I'm happy at what I'm doing. I feel like I've finally started an actual career instead of bouncing around hoping to make ends meet.
The company for which I work has its marine headquarters located in New Orleans and I'm scared that the ripple effect will cause cutbacks which will cost me my job again. I know that I'm lucky to have a roof over my
