Or to quote my favorite movie... I am awful, hateful people! I just read on Facebook that an adult who also works with the same girls' group as me got another award. My reaction was *sigh*.
I'm a bad person, I'm sure she's worked very hard for that... I'm sure she's worked very hard to keep her nose firmly implanted into the nether regions of the chief-who-its-in-charge... and now we see why I am such an awful person.
Other side, I don't have to deal with chief-who-its-in-charge in charge, I don't have to deal with 6000 pounds of paper work I'm sure she deals with because I sure as heck don't want to do it. Not to mention I have a full time job -- she doesn't.
Just once I'd like a little, "hey Aunt Ing, good job". Instead I get, you wear the wrong color shirt, and I get that and all my news 3rd hand.
I will admit, I was asked to put the newsletter on line, via email. I sent a 5 page proposal how to do that, set up a schedule. theme for each edition, how to track who paid, email versus regular mail... yeah I over achieved. 6000 percent chance she will see all this and sent it off to one of her minions and it will go no where -- again. Or I could regret every word I am typing here, and she shocks the hell out of me and gives me the darn job.... we shall see....
Whatever...
Big goings-on here at Casa 'de Bubba and Ing... Bubba has a friend from work, that friend has a son who is moving to our area for a job. The original plan was Dad and son were an overnight, they move into his apartment and away we go - I get dinner out of the deal. Well... apartment with buddies fell through, one night turned into three, which turned into a shopping trip, in which Bubba and I dropped $100 for the poor kid, he didn't own a pot, a plate or a drinking glass he now has all that and more. Bubba didn't blink an eye. This morning when I was up early, I got showered and went to the grocery store, I needed a turkey for the Ladies' group dinner, so I went to the store spent $40 bucks on stuff for us, and for the kid, and got my turkey for the cheap price, and after I tell Bubba I get the grumpy face. I don't get it... But nor do I care. :-) Here you go kiddo - frozen pizza and chips and fruits he won't starve this week. After that -- its up to him.
And yet another reason I'm going to fry in hell.
So, they are all down getting the kid all settled in, I am home, enjoying the peace and quiet - but I need to go and get a birthday gift and card for the neighbor - we're heading to our favorite Italian place for dinner... life right now - not bad. Except I have to take Bubba's car to go out and get things done... I will be parking away from everyone - just because.
All right - off to go get things done while I have the house to myself...
maybe drop a prayer for me -- I am an awful person. ;-)
No comments:
Post a Comment