Dancing in Circles

The days keep passing and I don't think time will ever slow down enough for me to catch up to it. My mind races in circles around the trillions of items on my to-do lists posted everywhere for me to see. Number one to-do... figure out which list to start on first and which item of the list that is most important.

Trying to balance life, work, love, family, friends, hobbies, etc... is wearing me out. On top of all this I have been surrounded by babies this week and last.... I'm starving for a child of my own. Could craving more stress and less time be considered masochistic?

I've neglected everything I should and focused too hard on things I shouldn't. I need a fresh start... I wish I had a system restore option like my pc. Imagine it. One little push of the button and you could have a go back to any date you chose. Change an answer you made to someone, turn down that horrible first date... say yes to someone else... pay attention to that horrible MicroEconomics course you failed Freshman year. There would be so many options. I wonder where I could be now..............

Difficult People and Service

I'm a manager, a sales/office manager of sorts. I pride myself on my ability to create a connection with a potential client over the phone. Based on my initial call and the connection I've created I am opening a door for one of my agents... I typically have more than a foot in... more than likey my leg, up to the thigh is holding the door open. I pass said client on to an agent I feel will follow up and build on that connection... 90% of the time I am disappointed.

HOW THE HELL CAN I GET SOME REAL HELP?!

I don't want the car salesman attitude, I don't want the I'm too busy I can't keep up excuses, I don't want the lazy, the prima donna's, the whiney adult babies... I want people who know how to provide real service. Who can speak and WRITE English... I want agents that I can feel comfortable passing a family moving from accross the country to a place they've never been.

I want clones of myself.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

Sometimes a simple, long and loud scream into a pillow

can make things feel or seem better.

Unfortunately even with the scream in the pillow I still feel like:

. . . .

My work week is coming to a close! THANK GOD FOR 3-DAY WEEKENDS!

I was the only staff working in our company today. Receptionist - Vacation, Accounts Payable - Vacation, Boss - Vacation, Mortgage Manager - Jury Duty, making my roles of the day the following: Office Manager, Broker Stand-In, Receptionist, Office Admin, Accounts Payable, Recruiter, Marketing Director, Relocation Director... please Lord, don't let them add Janitor to the mix.

I need to learn how to "grow a set" to stand up to the evil mafia that runs this company. I guarantee I'd have the "cajones" needed if I found that dream job or won the lottery. I hate being dependant on the salary I have here... Its like living in the land of drones. I wake up (late nearly every day), shower (barely having time to fully rinse my hair), dress (in clothes that should be replaced), drive (my car with barely enough gas to get to the office), work. YUCK! I need more! I want to feel the passion and excitement that I once had for my career! Where did it go? Perhaps it went away with the recession.

Is this my future???

but wait... Milton ended up with all the money on a beach with a coconut drink!

Now & Then

NOW:

THEN:

So many memories from my childhood can be placed back at Elitch Gardens... before it became the Six Flags monstrosity it is today. I have been to both the old and new parks, and nothing beats the original... a family owned amusement park where the workers were invested in the happiness and enjoyment of the visitors. Everything is so corporate now. BLAUGH!

Laughs and Hunger.

This week has been full of ... hmmm, what - I don't know... but full is definitely accurate.

It started great! I even had a great laugh with a stranger in Minnesota. I had received an e-mail, from an unknown person, asking about our plans for Friday, and details about a barbecue some friends were having. Realizing this was not junk mail and that somehow the sender had e-mailed the wrong address, I replied:

"Hi Jamie... Think you got the wrong e-mail address. :-) But hey, we're having a big party here in Miami on Saturday if you want to come. LOL. - Ivy- aka... random stranger"

Shortly after I received a response:

"Oh my gosh! That is SO funny!! I obviously meant for this email to go to my brother Justin who lives in Minnesota! No wonder he keeps texting me saying he hasn’t gotten my email. I’m laughing so hard right now! I hope my whole week doesn’t turn out this way!! His email is obviously very similar to yours, so I can’t guarantee that it won’t happen again!! Have fun at your party and have a great 4th !! - Jamie (not a stranger any more!!)"

We continued back and forth a few more times, however the last statement had me wondering...

"Too funny! You’re probably thinking, this crazy girl from Minnesota is suddenly stalking me!!"

haha... not really, but I took it as a good sign that might week might be full of humor.

Work was even ok on Monday.... then Tuesday and Wednesday happened. It was all a blur. Currently it is 5:00 on Wednesday and I still haven't eaten lunch. :-( I guess "Inundated" is right.