Whole Lotta Trouble

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Location: Wheatland, California, United States

I'm a mom. I'm a civil servant. I have a sense of humor, and I'm not afraid to use it.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Stupid Governor Arnie

Starting tomorrow, my wages will drop to $6.55 per hour, and stay at that rate until the damned California government can pass a budget. Which, by the way, is not expected for weeks.

If that bastard actually signs the executive order, and makes the Controller comply (which the Controller has point blank said he won't comply with), and I get my August paid in minimum wage, you had better believe I and the rest of the State work force is going to be sueing the lovely state we live in.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

But . . . but . . . I FEEL healthy!

Stupid doctors.

I had to go to an appointment for them to renew my prescriptions. The PA took my blood pressure, then checked my chart, and very sweetly told me that since this is the third time my blood pressure has been over normal, I am now officially diagnosed with High Blood Pressure.


She has given me two months to try to lower it with diet, exercise, etc. If I can't reduce it naturally, she's gonna put me on drugs.


This sucks.

Not that getting healthy sucks. What sucks is having a family with a history of HBP and high cholesterol. I eat fairly healthful meals. I exercise. Well, okay - I don't exercise as much as I should. But I DO exercise.

My only really bad habit is alcohol. Which, admittedly, I probably drink more than I should. Hey - you try being the last in a long line of bartenders, and try not to drink. It's practically impossible.

So, I'm sitting here drinking my one glass of red wine (which I'm not a HUGE fan of - I'll drink it if that's what's offered, but I'm more of a whiskey type of gal). I'm drinking it because it's supposed to be good for me, and it's now the only little bit of alcohol I'm allowing myself. I had a veggie sandwich for dinner. I've cut my sodium intake by at least half.

And, starting tomorrow - I am going to attempt to work out at least 5 times per week.

If anyone has any hints on how to make food taste good without salt, I'm all ears. Cuz the substitutes I've tasted so far have no taste.

Friday, July 18, 2008

Oh - the drama!

It's been a heck of a couple weeks.

Remember when I got my new job? And how happy I was with it? Well, that nearly changed.

Before I get all into this story, there are a few people you need to be introduced to:

BL - My Boss Lady
Dee - new employee, and new friend
DS - Dissatisfied supervisor
OB - Other boss (who happens to be pregnant)

Two weeks ago, my BL took her employees into a meeting, and let us know another supervisor, DS, would be acquiring one of her positions. DS would rather hire her own person, but due to budget cuts, she had to be happy with one of us. Ideally, one of us would volunteer for the job. We all looked at each other with an "I ain't volunteering for nuthin" look on our faces.

Now, DS used to run our unit. THen, she took on this special assignment, and BL got forcibly transferred to become the supervisor of our unit. When BL came over, this unit was in shambles, and many of the existing employees were extremely resentful and mean and nasty. Over the next 10 months, the troublemakers left, and BL hired the beautiful, wonderful, most excellent crew she has now (myself included).

Seriously - I've never been in a group that has gotten along so well after only a few weeks. It's fantastic.

And they wanted one of us to volunteer to leave. Yeah, like that's going to happen.

So, they pulled three of us into an impromptu interview. To say we tried our hardest to downplay our naturally wonderful abilities would be an understatement.

Out of the three, DS narrowed the choice down to two - me and Dee. So the Big Boss pulled me and Dee into a meeting with DS, to try to get a better idea of our qualifications and personalities.

Dee is a sweet lady. She just relocated to a new city, new job, new everything, because she's getting married this year! Yay for Dee!

Due to all of this, Dee is a little stressed out as it is. Now, add to it the fact that she may be forced into a job she doesn't want, working for a supervisor whom everyone's been bad mouthing since we heard about this forced transfer business. I thought the poor girl was going to break down in tears right there in the boss's office.

So, I did the noble thing. I sort of volunteered for the job.

This was last Monday, I believe. I figured by Tuesday or Wednesday we'd have our answer.

Dee, being a little pessimistic, even with my most noble act, started looking for new jobs, because there was no way in hell she wanted to work for DS.

BL had told the Big Boss and DS that she wanted to know before they announced it. Unfortunately, BL got sick with an awful sinus infection/flu/cold last week, and was out Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday.

So, there we sat. Waiting. Kinda stressing. I kept trying to reassure Dee that DS would NOT choose her, because if she did, she would look like the biggest bitch on the face of the planet. Dee made her feelings quite clear in the meeting with the Big Boss that she did not need another thing adding to her already stressed new life. Plus, I volunteered.

Monday came, and still no word. BL came back to work (poor thing still looked green, she was not feeling well at all), and realized that no decision had been made. So, she marched right into the Big Boss's office and asked what gives.

Well, it seems DS heard from someone that Dee was looking for a new job. DS got the bright idea that if Dee left, that would leave an open position, DS would acquire the open position, and she would get to hire someone of her choosing. BL went marching into Dee's office, and asked about the job search. Dee assured her that she was only looking for jobs in case she got pulled into DS's position. BL relayed this information, and we waited.

The next day, we finally heard that DS had (I'm sure reluctantly) decided to pick me.

So, I was getting the "thanks for taking one for the team" pat on the back, blah blah blah. I was supposed to start working for the new boss starting next Monday. DS never even called me, came to my office, sent me an e-mail. Nothing. No welcome, here's your new duties. No thanks for coming aboard. The woman just decided I didn't exist.

Wednesday afternoon, BL's team and OB's team got together to discuss the approaching reorganization. See, I wasn't the only person being moved. However, people moving between BL's team and OB's team wouldn't be as stressful as my move would be. BL and OB get along famously, and most of their employees are all friends and work well together.

Aparently, after this meeting, one of OB's employees went up and talked to DS for two hours, and decided to transfer to DS.

No one really knows what made OB's employee do this. For whatever the reason, I owe that little princess BIG TIME. Because it means . . . I DON'T HAVE TO GO!!!!!!!!!!!

So, after two weeks of stress, a very noble act on my part, alot of whispering and scuttlebutt, it was all for nothing. If TPTB had been a little more broadminded, and opened up the job search to both teams instead of one, none of this would have happened. But, they're not as brilliant as I am.

Friday, July 11, 2008

Penny's Back! Mossy's Back! Larry's Back!

Now, if we could just get Dani to start posting again, it'd be like old times . . .

Seriously guys - go check out
  • Penny
  • ,
  • Mossy
  • , and
  • Larry
  • . They're great reads, and wonderful people.

    Oh, and give Penny your congrats. She's a little pregnant . . .

    Sunday, July 06, 2008

    The warranty was up

    Hello fellow bloggers!

    I suppose I'll try to blog a little more frequently, but I'm not making any promises.

    The family and I have been keeping ourselves busy for the past month. Summer vacation started, I began my new job, Lowk had surgery.

    What? I didn't tell you about my dear hubby's surgery? Well, let me fill you in. Sit down and get comfy. Ready to get started? Okay - here goes.

    About two months ago, hubby went to the doc (finally) about some awful pain in his shoulder. Due to the fact that family docs can do NOTHING anymore, he referred him, and then the referring doc had to run all kinds of tests, blah blah blah.

    Turns out, he had a torn rotator cuff. Not only was it torn, it was torn in three different places. Seems hubby had some old injuries on his shoulder from his youthful heyday. The repairs they made WAY BACK THEN had worn out, and he needed the repairs updated. Yay. So, doc told hubby that he'd have to go in for surgery.

    Hubby and I talked about it, and decided we'd wait to see what happened with his job. The position he had was a temporary position, but it had the chance to be made permanent after the contract was up. Well, a few days later, the idiot company decided not to hire hubby full time, so we scheduled the surgery. And I'm so very glad the company turned out to be idiots. I hated him working there.

    The last week of June, hubby went in for outpatient surgery. They made 4 incisions, and used some kind of dissolving screws to patch him up. Long story short, he's supposed to be on Disability for anywhere from 2 to 4 months. Perfect timing! Kidlet is out for the summer, and had begged me not to send her to summer camp. Now, she has the fantastic job of taking care of Daddy for the rest of her break. Isn't she lucky????

    Actually, as is par for the course, he's healing up just fine. He can't lift his right arm very far, but that hasn't stopped him from thinking he's completely invincible, and doing silly things like mowing the lawn one week after surgery. He's also made a few batches of homemade salsa, and a few dozen enchiladas. I have a feeling I'm going to get very fat this summer.

    My job seems to be going very well. I think I'm learning quickly, and I really like the ladies I work with. I'm still working for my old boss, earning some overtime. In fact, I'm supposed to be working right now. *sigh* I should probably get on it. Bleh.

    Hope all my US friends had a fantastic 4th of July!