An okay day in corporate land

So I don’t know what it is about Monday’s, but they kind of suck. Is this what people are talking about when they say they have a case of the Mondays? I thought this was just me…

The day started out mostly lame. I woke up in the middle of the night having to puke. As I was hugging the toilet I kept thinking about how no matter what, I couldn’t call in sick today. I had a pretty medium sized presentation to give, and it would have seemed like I was just trying to make an excuse had I not shown up. That, and there was an after work happy hour for my birthday that I did not want to miss.

[Random note: I had a text message when I got up to puke from Cop in NYC. Wishing me a happy birthday. Nice thought… but he didn’t even remember my birthday when we were “together” so obviously I question his motives]

I hit snooze way too many times and by hit snooze I mean turned off my alarm and woke up about 15 minutes before I had planned on getting to work. I didn’t actually do the work last night that I was supposed to, which basically means I carried my laptop home for nothing, and that thing is heavy! When I got into work (without showering… because… that’s how I roll on Monday’s) I had to facebook and catch up on current events and look at the new condo listings in town. Obviously this came before any of the actual work that I put off all weekend. Around 9:30 I finally started getting some stuff together, and ended up being pretty proud of my script. I went to the room where I was to give my presentation about 2 hours early, and practiced it out loud a few times. I felt pretty happy with where I was at, and I was nothing like the nervous wreck I was last week.

Soon enough, I was done with my presentation and it was time to go see Joe. This weekend when I was looking all sexy for our Saturday dinner I had him carry my ID, but then forgot to get it back. Again, because of the after-work happy hour, it was essential for me to have it. I bused the 45 minute round trip to the U of M, grabbed my card, gave Joe a kiss, stole a couple bites of his chipotle burrito and was on my way. It was actually a rather pleasant way to spend my lunch hour- I got to walk outside a little bit and enjoy the weather and didn’t have to spend the time smelling other people around my cube eat.

In the afternoon, I mustered up a bit of courage and managed to get a bit of work done. I actually found myself in a little bit of a work trance and worked right up until 4pm when I was to leave for the happy hour.

The happy hour was fun, but I had no idea how to do it! I was the first one to get there, and I wasn’t sure if there was a reservation or how these things really worked. I just worked up the balls to ask for a table for ~10, and sat and ordered a drink. Within 5 minutes other people started arriving, so it wasn’t actually that bad. We all sat around for about 2 hours (some people came and left as the evening went on). Being the birthday girl though, I made sure to stay through the whole thing. It was a really good way for me to feel more apart of the team, and I really liked it. I’m sad I’ll be leaving the team so shortly (I move in December), but I will enjoy the rest of it while it lasts.

Beyond work, I’ve definitely found the condo building I want to live in (I think… I have said this a few times already). Anyway, the cheapest one in there is like, 350k. That’s a bit outside of my price range right now, but I also get stuck in my dreams of the future so badly sometimes that I want to make the future the present. I know that it makes sense for me to hang out in my apt for another year and a half or so, save up a tad, and then buy a place. But, at the same time, now is a buyer’s market and it does feel like I am just throwing money away by paying rent.

I also secretively start to think about the possibility of living with Joe sometime in the distant slash not-so-distant future. [By secretively I obviously mean that I understand he reads my blog… but, I wish I could write a code to stop this post from going to his google reader or something. At the end of the day though, I’m pretty transparent even when I think I’m being all sneaky and not obvious.] Last night he called just as I was looking up the bus directions to both of our places of employment and realized it was on a very easy bus line for him (and me). I sounded all weird, like I was hiding something, but I just feel silly saying “dear, we have only been dating for a few months, but I’m absolutely crazy about you and want to spend every day with you, we should consider living… ‘nearer’ to each other” (i.e. in the same place).

So after we got off the phone, the first thing I did was Google “how long until moving in with each other.” This is not to be confused with the occasion a few months ago when I Google’d “how long until saying ‘I love you’.” I basically always feel like I’m the first person in history to feel the way that I do, but in reality there is a plethora of people asking the exact same questions getting completely conflicting answers. The truth is, there is no formula for figuring out when it’s appropriate, which makes it all the more confusing. I was a math major and I prefer having absolutes to all of this abstract crap.


4 thoughts on “An okay day in corporate land

  1. Hey! I know this is somewhat off topic but I was wondering if you knew where I could get a captcha plugin for my comment form?
    I’m using the same blog platform as yours and I’m having problems finding one?
    Thanks a lot!

    1. Hmm, I’m not actually sure! I think it was under the comment settings and is a part of my theme. Are you using or .org?

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