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a sunny saturday.  what a pleasure.  so far i have basked in a sun spot.  there is more but isn't that enough?  i had to go buy cat food first thing so that i could feed her majesty. i also made myself a pineapple ginger smoothie.  maybe you tire of this smoothie talk. too bad.  i did some swedish lessons, and i did some dishes and of course i did some scripture study.  i also managed to commiserate with the other managers on whatsapp chat group about a difficult member.  what more is to come?  the day is a blank slate before me.

right now i feel like snoozin.  sunny sun spots be like that.

this week has been a full one.  i survived it but i'm not sure if i thrived. sometimes you don't know until later.  one of my staff, alison has moved on to another job closer to home.  she was going to leave our unit anyway because...it's too much to explain...but just know she was slated to leave membership and business and go up to career and housing and i am not getting a replacement.  membership n business has long been thought too staff heavy.  so now food n fun finally gets a full time position rather than a part time and i'm glad about that.  but anyways for the last tour #alialison has been having her good bye tour, as i like to call it and has not been much at work.  the tour culmination was a two day good bye.  on thursday afterwork those who could met at a restaurant/pub that none of us had heard of before or been to.  it's a hidden little gem not too far from bcit (richmond bcit) and it's big and pretty and right on the water with gorgeous views.  we all really liked it.  our server had a smoker's voice and  thick long blond braid that had me intrigued all night long.  i asked for a water and when it came in a small glass jar i drank straight from it and everyone laughed.  apparently that was supposed to be to share?  they shared the other one and i put my telescoping straw in mine and kept it. i got crispy ginger beef.  it was good.  we chatted and talked and laughed and ate until around 8.  the next day was alison's work goodbye at lunch time.  this required a cake, flowers, a slide show, a speech, a card to be signed... all while trying to do my other work.  luckily i really delegated.  barb got the unicorn card (she loves unicorns), mari did the slide show (they are really close) and picked up the cake and flowers.  pascale ordered a mug with picture memories on it.  i collected money and forgot to pick up the gift card visa and gave her cash.  lisa gave the speech since she was her long time manager/ confidente.  i got everyone to sign the card. 
after lunch i tried as hard as i could to get as much done on the news & views as possible. i want to publish on monday.  i had karim helping me edit an article and that grew to david and barb putting their two cents in.. meanwhile lucienne came in to tell me about getting into her housing and telling me stories about that while i'm trying to edit photos for the news & views and then hope comes and wants help making a collage of photos of alison's going away to put on fb, so i help her do that and mashood wants to see a copy of the edits of his article.... ack! suddenly it's 3 and it's time to go because we are closing early because there is a final get together at alison's in west vancouver and i am the designated driver of the clubhouse van.

just an aside...i don't like to stop working.  i don't want a break.  i don't want to go up to lunch.  i don't want to stop for a meeting.  i don't want a snow day.  i don't want a day off.    i want to finish my work! what is wrong with me?  am i becoming a work a holic? 

i understand that breaks are good... i just have this strong drive...a hunger to complete.  a tunnel vision of sorts.

anyways... we piled in to the clubhouse van.  8 of us.  i was driving and pascale was shotgun.  janine and hope had to be the tiny people on the middle seats. dave, jimmy, tanya and hope were the window seats.  and off we went to the british properties.  ali lives in a big house high up.  they are renting from her husband's boss i think... the downstairs is a 70's time warp.  we had snacks and talked and laughed and had a tour and watched some funny things on netflix and ordered pizza and saw earl her pet hedgehog and tajana came and mireya showed up and ali's husband came home and there was lots of laughing and hilarity and loud talking and chilling.  i mostly chilled. i was so tired. lisa started doing walks like different people in the clubhouse.  she's so good at people's movements.  it was pretty funny.  we left around 9.  dave was pretty drunk by then and we wanted to be able to get him home without trouble. 

we dropped pask off in olympic villiage. then jimmy was my navigator.  dave kept asking for chicken nuggets but in the end we stopped at the seven 11 by his house and we all got out and he bought us slurpees.  i got sour candies too.  and he got a hot dog or something.  he wanted to walk from there. the rest of us took our separate ways from the clubhouse.  i got home ten something.

i was just thinking that it's good people leave us sometimes because it's nice for us all to get together and have fun outside of work.  we should do it more often.

i'm having heart burn.

i got a new phone.  mari got a samsung a50 and it was 0 dollars.  and so i could look at his and finally make my decision.  and so i did.  and it  came the next day.  what's amazing to me is that i can use it all day and get home from work and it still has 60% left on it's battery! wow.  old phone needs to be constantly charged all day long.  i made chitty chitty bang bang my ring tone and so far i am enjoying it.  my bird chirp notification sound isn't on it and so i went with a creepy alien sound.  barb, who is desked beside me during the rennos hates.  "are you going to change your notification?" she asked me.  "no." i answered.  "oh!" she growled.  lol.  barb puts up with a lot from me.  sometimes i just feel like bugging and i toss one of her things at her and she thinks i am making a greater comment about our space delineations, but no, i just have bug urges. 

speaking of bug urges, i saw mike taylor at church the other week and he was holding a pile of scriptures in his hands standing in the door way of the library and it took a lot of restraint to hold back my bug urges which were urging me to swoop by and knock them out of his arms.  instead i just smiled at him mischievously and told him what my bug urge wanted me to do.  he laughed and said he felt that from me and that's what he loves about me.  lol.











































Comments

Jeannie said…
I think you must have inherited the urge to bug from your father. All that together partying does sound fun.