Okay, so going from living alone to living with six other people (soon to be eight semi-permanent residents and one family of four visiting) has been accomplished, but not without some stumbling blocks. One housemate is a piece of work in the sense that my sister is a piece of work, and if you have ever heard me talk about my sister, you know how much work that is.
I have been fantastically busy of late between applying for and interviewing for jobs, watching the aforementioned housemate's child (part of why she, the housemate, is a piece of work), and being *gasp* social. I hope to have a job by the end of the week.
I'm tired, I'm cranky, and I need to do laundry.
Oh, and the fabulous little Saturn? It's dying. As it turns out, the A/C does not work, and there's really no chance of fixing it because the underside is so rusted. The mechanic I took it to down here said that it's so bad that if he had been consulted prior to purchase, he would have advised against it. *heavy sigh*
Come
April, if I have not found a new job in Michigan, I will probably be
relocated somewhere else in the Daktronics infrastructure. No, they are
not going to make me a permanent fixture in my current office. "They,"
i.e. Corporate, want to make my position a kind of revolving door for
students: six months in the office, then out into the "real world" or
whatever. Yeah, this really sucks.
Right now it's looking like
I'll be going to corporate headquarters in Brookings, South Dakota,
where, as C said from her recent trip: "There are cows." Yes, C, there
are cows. And not much else. Now, too, there aren't any employable
people in Brookings, either. I have other options, however: There are
currently (at least) two office coordinator positions open elsewhere in
the country: Seattle, WA and Miami, FL. I have family and friends in
both places (kinda), and God knows I don't want to go to South Dakota.
All right, so long story short: I went to Fabric Warehouse (the one in Warren) on Dec. 14th after my office party (which was held at Dave& Busters, else I wouldn't have gone out that way voluntarily). At said party I was given a gift from my boss: a $50 Visa gift card.
I wasn't planning on using it quite so soon; I was just going to look around and see if anything jumped out at me at the fabric shop. Well, depending on your perspective, I was either very lucky or very unlucky. I hadn't planned to spend the whole gift card, like I said. I thought that, should I find something worthy, I'd get enough for a new gown and be done with it.
Instead I found two bolts of gorgeous fabric: one a medium blue floral brocade, the other a dark orange-red with a small diamond pattern woven into it. I couldn't decide. I called everyone I knew for advice and wasn't able to get anything useful... so I bought 10 yards each. Yeah, the whole gift card (and then some) was spent less than two hours after I got it.
At least I don't have to worry about buying any more gown fabric for a year or so... and I'll have two new gowns (hopefully) for this upcoming season!
Am in day 3 of a undefined funk, and today was the worst so far. The corporate office is conspiring to make me absolutely insane; on top of this, I am helping the new office coordinator/administrator adjust to the job. She's a peach of a girl, really fun and all, but training her means that I'm not able to get everything done that I need to.
*sits down under a table and sulks*
I'll let you know when I'm out of this. Too much longer, and it's back on the happy pills. *sigh*
I'm starting to get sick of my hair. There is only so much that I can do with it. (Read: I'm not very good at styling hair, and I most definitely do not have the patience to learn right now.)
So, I'm thinking that I'll chop it all off at the end of Fest this year and go for another piece-y bob, like what I had when I last cut my hair... in April of '06. It's a really cute style on me, and it really brings out the natural wave.
Plus, I have so much fun messing with people when I walk out of someplace with one length of hair, then walk back an hour later with something DRASTICALLY different.
