This week was a week of gains.
I gained a lot of emotional turmoil, from both work and home. I don't feel respected by some of my coworkers in my unit, and am having some issues at home when it comes to dinner. It sounds silly, but it made for a really crappy couple of days.
I also gained a pound. I wasn't expecting it, and certainly didn't deserve it. I did have a couple of days where I did go over my points, but nothing to warrant a weight gain. I am going to go ahead and blame it on my "special time" that decided to start the morning of my weigh-in.
And my other gain, would be my raise. A raise is good, right? But is a 3.6% raise all that great when you're 33% below the midpoint salary for your position. I don't know...I was disappointed. At the end of the year, it'll come out to be about $1200, before taxes. So I'll see, what, maybe half of that. While my raise was mediocre, I had a great review, and it sounds like everyone is pleased with my work ethic.
We're still attempting to see what my job situation is going to be like when I move. As of right now, staying with Wells Fargo almost seems like a dead end. We're still trying, and I now Darrow doesn't want to lose me, but I think he's just trying to convince Wells Fargo as a whole, not to let me go, even if that means finding me a position in the Atlanta office for another producer.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Ups and Downs
Life is not always fun and games. Like now for example. I've been having issues with one of my coworkers. Technically we work in the same unit, but I've spent maybe 15-20 minutes total talking to her in person in the last 2 1/2 years we've worked together. She's a crazy cat lady who doesn't shower, or at least doesn't look like it, and half of the time, my pajamas look more professional than what she wears here. She has probably one of the most secluded cubicles in the office, which doesn't help that she's one
of the most solitary people here. She's set in her ways and doesn't listen to any suggestions I have. She's lazy and gives me all of her brainless "clerical" work that she feels is too beneath her to spend her time on. I'm starting to get fed up with being degraded by her day in and day out, through our limited interaction, that I'm starting to include smart-ass remarks in my email replies to her. I just can't stand it.
Things at home aren't much better. My Mom expects us to start cooking dinner if we get home before her, which, I usually do. I don't mind helping, or starting something, but a lot of the food she makes, I don't know how to make. We've told her that all she has to do is call, text or leave a note saying "hey, if you get home first, do this, do that" and I'll do it. But she expects us to be able to know what exactly she wants to have to dinner and what exactly we need to do to prepare it.
Last night my Mom got home, and after a few minutes we get up to go see what we can help with to get dinner ready. As soon as we enter the kitchen my Dad waves us out because apparently my Mom is ALREADY pissed off and has ranted to my Dad. Dad ended up picking up Tacos and while Josh, my Dad and I sat at the table, she sat by herself in the living room. It's ridiculous. Josh and I aren't asking her to cook us dinner - we'd be happy just making a sandwich or a bowl of cereal - but because we aren't mind readers, we get in trouble. It makes me want to just stop having dinners with them all together. It'd save us money on groceries, thats for sure. This last grocery bill was $383 - and thats just dinners and fruits that I'll eat during the day. Josh and I still down our own trips for Milk, Cereal, Bread, and Smart Ones and stuff like that for my lunches. I'm just tired of coming home and having someone pissed off at me for something that is entirely not my fault.
It also sounds like my brothers Divorce is going to be uglier than previously expected. My brother was just planning on them having joint custody of the kids, but it sounds like Cheryl is going to demand full custody, and in return, so would Craig. Cheryl can't support herself, let alone those kids, financially or emotionally. Craig would not only be stuck with paying child support for three kids, but would also be paying alimony to Cheryl because she's been out of work for the past 11 years, and working at Target part time for the past 6 months. Ridiculous.
In other news, the scale is all over the place. I was up almost 3lbs yesterday from Saturday, which - isn't okay (or explainable). I'm still having issues with my "regularity" in that, I'm just not going. I took a pill last night which solved that problem this morning, bringing the scale back down, but I'm still up from what I should be. I'm also expecting a visit from my Aunt Flo any day now which I'm sure doesn't help either, but, its certainly not helping my motivation at all.
of the most solitary people here. She's set in her ways and doesn't listen to any suggestions I have. She's lazy and gives me all of her brainless "clerical" work that she feels is too beneath her to spend her time on. I'm starting to get fed up with being degraded by her day in and day out, through our limited interaction, that I'm starting to include smart-ass remarks in my email replies to her. I just can't stand it.
Things at home aren't much better. My Mom expects us to start cooking dinner if we get home before her, which, I usually do. I don't mind helping, or starting something, but a lot of the food she makes, I don't know how to make. We've told her that all she has to do is call, text or leave a note saying "hey, if you get home first, do this, do that" and I'll do it. But she expects us to be able to know what exactly she wants to have to dinner and what exactly we need to do to prepare it.
Last night my Mom got home, and after a few minutes we get up to go see what we can help with to get dinner ready. As soon as we enter the kitchen my Dad waves us out because apparently my Mom is ALREADY pissed off and has ranted to my Dad. Dad ended up picking up Tacos and while Josh, my Dad and I sat at the table, she sat by herself in the living room. It's ridiculous. Josh and I aren't asking her to cook us dinner - we'd be happy just making a sandwich or a bowl of cereal - but because we aren't mind readers, we get in trouble. It makes me want to just stop having dinners with them all together. It'd save us money on groceries, thats for sure. This last grocery bill was $383 - and thats just dinners and fruits that I'll eat during the day. Josh and I still down our own trips for Milk, Cereal, Bread, and Smart Ones and stuff like that for my lunches. I'm just tired of coming home and having someone pissed off at me for something that is entirely not my fault.
It also sounds like my brothers Divorce is going to be uglier than previously expected. My brother was just planning on them having joint custody of the kids, but it sounds like Cheryl is going to demand full custody, and in return, so would Craig. Cheryl can't support herself, let alone those kids, financially or emotionally. Craig would not only be stuck with paying child support for three kids, but would also be paying alimony to Cheryl because she's been out of work for the past 11 years, and working at Target part time for the past 6 months. Ridiculous.
In other news, the scale is all over the place. I was up almost 3lbs yesterday from Saturday, which - isn't okay (or explainable). I'm still having issues with my "regularity" in that, I'm just not going. I took a pill last night which solved that problem this morning, bringing the scale back down, but I'm still up from what I should be. I'm also expecting a visit from my Aunt Flo any day now which I'm sure doesn't help either, but, its certainly not helping my motivation at all.
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