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Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Cobalt

Cobalt was a big color several years ago.  I've always loved blue, and when I found this dress at Ross two weeks ago, I made the splurge.  (Ha...it was over $20, that's a "splurge."  I was looking for work appropriate outfits, and I cannot believe how many people believe that sleeveless is work appropriate.  (Although I have learned at my new place, pretty much anything goes.  But I still get weirded out over bare arms at work, even in Florida.)  Finding this cute elbow length sleeved dress with the "please don't look at my 3 baby tummy" rouching was a total win.

I'd tell you the name of this dress, but I spilled salsa on it, and it's in the wash.  Target necklace, you can't see my earrings, and my shoes from Ross.  

Maybe I should have named this picture "hourglass" instead of the Sunday photos.  Goodness.  Anyway, look at my hair.  It's almost ponytail length again, for pete's sake!


The job is still the same.  I actually texted my recruiter on the way home from work on Monday afternoon telling her that I didn't feel my placement was a good fit.  Now, I've never worked at a temp agency before, but let me tell you this:  their reaction was not what I hoped for.  Basically was told that I signed a contract and I have to stay, or give two weeks notice.  Now, let me say something.  If I happen to get a job offer doing coding and they want me to start tomorrow, I'M GOING.  I like this place, and I like the people.  But ultimately, I'm here looking after my family and home.  I'm not walking away from a golden opportunity for a temp job.  Meanwhile, my daughter is so sick she's begging me to go to the hospital and I feel horrible because we have no insurance.  She's an adult, so she can go without me, but I warned her that she'll get an enormous bill that she will never be able to pay.  And that sucks.  It's not right.  Three adults with three jobs in this house, and no insurance.  I came home and applied for two more jobs, and I'm about to make a cup of tea for my daughter and me, and do some more job hunting.  

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Hourglass

The scale is not budging, yet I feel smaller and smaller...

Black and white polka dot dress, made by Gabby Skye, size 16W, price is under $20 at Ross.  I should have bought a 14, because it's pretty big on me, but they didn't have one.  So I bought the 16 and that new belt.  It's a size 1x, non descript black stretchy belt for $7 at Ross.  It's also a bit big on me, but I figured I could add holes to it so I went for it.  The shoes are old, my Trotters.  And a pair of black lace earrings I bought off etsy.com.

It appears that the fat arms are making me hold on to that weight, eh?  I complain about them, and do NOTHING about it.  So I should really shut up.

I know you haven't asked, but I'll tell you about my new job.

I hate it.

Ack!  That sounds terrible.  Let me elaborate.  I'm doing authorizations again, and I am bored out of my ever loving mind.  I don't want to do authorizations!  I'm SICK TO DEATH of this.  On Monday, I showed up for my first day and was promptly turned away because my lab work had not come back.  I didn't get to start work until Thursday which really sucked, because missing three days of training on a brand new system threw me off.  And the trainer did not go back over anything, I had to improvise.  Luckily, this system is Windows based so I'm catching on, but I started off feeling very annoyed by the situation, which isn't a great way to start a new job.  

The commute is fine.  It's about a 30 minute drive from my house, no biggie at all.  It's near a Fresh Market, a Ross, and a Panera, which is both awesome and scary because I love those stores and will go broke.  The training is only two weeks long, and that's from 8:30 to 5.  But when the actual position starts, I'll be working 11am to 8pm, which I love!  Time to sleep in a bit, make sure the boys get to school, have breakfast, read my Bible, do a load of laundry, and maybe even fit in some exercise (a new Zumba studio opened near my house!) and have a hot shower without anyone screaming about it being their turn.  Excellent!  And the company?  Oh, I like it a lot.  Great security, really fun people, a relaxed atmosphere.  The place is growing exponentially, so lots of room to grow and mature.  But NO coding positions, period.  It's more business than health, although it revolves around health.  Not only that, but this is a temp position, so no benefits for me yet.  But this place seems to have a lot of potential.  For one, next week is Customer Service Week, and they have dress up days.  Monday is 80s Rock and Roll Day (I have jeans, my new boots and a Metallica tee shirt planned), Tuesday is business day because some upper management people are coming, so regular work wear.  Wednesday is pajama day, I kid you not.  Come to work in your PJs?!?!  Thursday is Breast Cancer Awareness day, so wear pink.  Friday is sports jersey day, plus a cook out!
You're allowed to wear jeans every day, flip flops are fine, tee shirts are ok, and tattoos and piercings are the norm, it seems.  So you can see why it hurts me to admit that I do not like the job itself.  My plan right now is to go to the trainer before class starts and just tell her:  I don't like doing auths.  I assure you, there are so many open positions that I think it won't be a problem being moved.  And if not?  I will stay here until I find a coding position.  I worked on my resume this weekend, and applied for about five coding positions throughout the Central Florida area.  

I got my eyebrows threaded instead of waxed.  It seems to last longer!

Now, back to another issue.  The hair.  I made an appointment with my stylist for next Friday, the 17th.  Of course, the mister called to mention how much he loves my long hair.  Sigh.  I still like the pixie!  I keep looking back of pictures of myself with long hair and it's always up in a bun or ponytail.  I really want to stay short, but I hate disappointing my husband!  I still haven't decided what I'm going to tell my stylist when I get there on Friday.  Either "pixie me" or "help me get it shaped for growing it back out."  Did YOU guys like my long hair?  Do you think it's ugly when it's short?  Do tell!

Sunday, October 5, 2014

All The New Things

Sooooo....I have a new car.  Well, new to me.  37,000 miles, a 2013 Dodge Dart.  I like it a lot.

I won't lie, it wasn't exactly what I wanted.  I was so into the new Fiat 500s, but I couldn't fathom trying to fit my two 6 foot tall teenage sons in the back of it.  So I went with this.  It has great features.  A navigation system, bluetooth, controls on the steering wheel, a 4 cylinder vehicle that gets 42 mpg!


Husband insisted on taking pics in front of the Dart.  Why do I have a feeling he finds the car hotter than me?  Oh well.

It was a gorgeous morning here in Central Florida.  57 degrees!  Ohhh, that makes me so happy.  It's already warmed up to about 80, but the morning was glorious.  I'm wearing a size 18/20 Avenue dress.  You can see it's a bit big on me but the python belt helped, and then I added leopard shoes.  Because why not.

I've already plucked my eyebrows in this car.  Had to break it in!

So, I start my new job tomorrow.  My husband drove the car to Orlando to show his parents (why...I seriously don't know.  Look at the picture I posted online, sheesh) and I am doing laundry and trying to plan my clothing for the week.  Going to do my nails and get some rest, because I am not used to driving to work every day, and it's gonna be weird for sure.

Planning to update my resume very soon so that I can start looking for coding jobs, too.  I didn't go through all this to not to be a coder, right?