Fed Up

Today I just need to get some things off my chest. Bear with me… it’s been a rough morning.

  1. I’m tired of being almost sideswiped by idiots who were given the license to drive. This has happened to me 5 times in the past week under different circumstances. All 5 times I have been driving along on a main road, minding my own business. One time it was the person trying to change lanes, twice it has been someone pulling out from a side street without stopping and the last two times were people ON THEIR PHONES who drifted into my lane. My car isn’t a gray color that blends with the road. It is pretty obvious that I’m there.
  2. I’m tired of mustering up the umpf to smile at someone walking past me, even though I’m having the crappiest day imaginable, only to have them look at me like “what? I don’t know you” and walk on. I’m thinking of two words I would then like to say to them but neither would be very Christian of me.
  3. I’m tired of trying so darn hard to please everyone all the time only to have them treat me like I don’t matter.
  4. I’m tired of seeing good people get fired for stupid things when others who couldn’t do something right if their lives depended on it get by with almost murder. I have seen some people written up for being fifteen minutes late and then you have another employee, a manager, who actually yells at their co-worker and nothing is done. I would dare anyone to yell at me…they might get the best Julia Sugarbaker response they’ve ever heard in their life.
  5. I’m tired of being required by my company to complete a “wellness” program that doesn’t pertain to me. I spent 30 minutes yesterday watching lame videos and taking quizzes only to be met at the end with this 12 point “goal” system that required me to check at least 8 of them. What if I’m already at my goal? How is this any of your business? I actually had to make things up to get past it.
  6. I’m tired of not being able to lose weight and being told it is because I’m “middle aged” and my metabolism has stopped working. I know people in their 50s who look as good as some teenagers and MY metabolism has slowed to the point that unless I work out an hour a day and give up anything worth eating I will never get back to a reasonable size. I am learning to embrace my new size…cause that ain’t happening.
  7. I’m tired of hearing about how great your kid is on Facebook or how much you love your spouse/parents/siblings. Posting pictures is great…we get to watch your kids grow, etc., but I have some friends on there who are always going on about how wonderful the little darlings are and their grades are perfect and they are such a blessing. Gag. We all know that little hellion is out there plotting your death with a slingshot. Who are you kidding?
  8. Last, but not least, I’m tired of being tired. I crave a sense of accomplishment that I’ve been lacking for some time now. At the end of the day I want to be able to look at something and say “I did that!” Instead, I basically push paper and kill time until I get to go home to my family and my home. One of these days I’m gonna say “Take this job and shove it!” On a day like today I might even tell them to shove more than the job. I’m just sayin…

 

Going Public

Recently I decided to go public with what I want to do for a living for the rest of my life. Unfortunately, nobody seems to understand why or think that I will be successful. I plan to prove that last part wrong. At any rate, I’ve been a secretary pretty much all my life. I always enjoyed the work, but it seems that with outsourcing and so much being done electronically these days that we are being phased out like the telephone operators of old. I have an inherent need to help people in some way and I love organization, thus, I decided I would become a professional organizer. I’m on my way there. I have my business name decided on and I’ve sent out the word to try to get customers. Nobody has called yet, but I still need to design my website and get some cards made. Anyway…I’m getting off topic. I have been getting in as much practice as I can with my own home and with family as well. My latest venture was trying to clear out half of my parents’ basement so that they could get their back wall repaired. It is caving in. I’ve spent a lot of time down there in the last month. I found treasures of my childhood and things I had no idea existed. (I also found some petrified cat pooh but you can’t have everything.) I got dirty and hot and when I was done you could see the walls and the floor back there. It was a feeling of great accomplishment and I loved every minute of it.

My parents and my siblings all keep trying to understand why I was working so hard at it and gave me some looks like maybe I had lost my mind somewhere down there, but what they don’t understand is that this is it! This is what I want to do forever. I mean, I watch hoarders and get all excited thinking, “Look at all that work!” (Yeah, I’m a little off, but we knew that already.) It is sort of like a treasure hunt for the people you are assisting and when you are done they have the feeling of a weight being lifted because NOW they know what they have AND they can find it.

I guess I said all that to say that there is a need for every profession. We may not understand why someone wants to do what they do, but in most cases we should all be glad there is someone out there willing to do it. I mean, can you imagine life with no sanitation workers or people to man the Taco Bell? So, don’t call me crazy for wanting to pick up and organize your stuff. Just call me. Seriously…I need the business. I’m just sayin…