Busy

I love my job, my department, the people I work with, the location. Its a lovely working environment post remodel.

There are only a couple things I can't quite get my head around, the people who call me Miss or Angela, people who wait for me to get off a personal phone call who aren't my boss or supervisor, and the people who are whiny when I haven't gotten to a task because they aren't at the top of my work priority list.

I'm a secretary, but I'm also an executive secretary, meaning more for specific people. However, and this is partially my own fault, certain people will come over and interrupt me in the midst of a task for my bosses or supervisor and plead to have something done immediately.

This is most prevalent with females over males, but males are also just as culpable of this.

Why is it that they don't seem to understand that I can help them when I have time aside from my other tasks, but their crises or issues with lack of time doesn't mean I report to them immediately.

I get interrupted so much these days because I don't like to tell people no, and their are people who have completely taken advantage of this. This time last year I wasn't this busy and my tasks and assignments seem to have multiplied to the point where getting part of my office clear of tasks and papers is a monumental task.

What are good ways of telling someone no without sounding like I have a bad attitude or whiny?
What do you do to make sure this doesn't happen to you?

Secrets

Secrets are interesting, especially when they are my own.

Especially when they aren't really even secrets, but rather good and fantastic news that I'm holding onto until everything really happens.

Waiting.

I am terrible at waiting. Although, its better to wait until the chickens hatch as opposed to having to explain possible almosts and how they slip through our fingers or run into roadblocks.

So here's to waiting for another month or so, and then, hopefully, finally, awesomely good news.

January Funk

Have you ever gone through something voluntarily with the thought that you could go back to who you were before? What happens after you’ve achieved your goal? Have you ever had difficulty resuming your lifestyle from before?

That’s where I am.

I’ve become a hermit of sorts, and I’ve become comfortable with spending more evenings just relaxing. Part of me wants to go back to the party planner I was, but even if its boring for others, I’m happy with staying at home more often than not.

I keep trying to justify that this is because I took on so much last semester. And while its partially true, I’m more concerned with my lack of desire to be involved with things and create. I made some cards more out of duty than desire and to me they look awful.

I’m in a complete and total funk and all I want to do is rest. I’m not interested in going back to my super social and creative self, she took a lot of work to wear. While I’m in this rut, I’m interested in doing and seeing new people that I haven’t talked to in the last 4 months, but I’m completely disinterested in calling people and setting things up or pulling out my crafts.

I made a few things for Christmas, but that was it.

Maybe this is January talking. Maybe its more, I guess we’ll see.

Back to my questions at the beginning, what do you do when you’ve gone on hiatus from something so long that it no longer feels natural? Do you reacquaint yourself gradually or do you plunge head first back into things? Or do you cut ties with those hobbies and find new ones? At what point do you know you can never go back?

Can You Hear Me Now?....Ooops

So last night, I was super frustrated and tired. I'd just taken a midterm which I did fairly well on but I had to trudge across campus and through a crowd of people going to the U of U vs. Utah State game of some sort. This wouldn't have been a problem if I had been walking the same way as all of them and if I had had the cell phone.

I got home fine and crashed as was much needed and when I woke up I had to work on more stuff. Alas, the little cell phone became victim of my frustrations, I threw it at the ground and the flip part of it broke off of the bottom splitting an entire wire.

Who knew I was that strong? How many other times had the phone fallen or slipped and come out of things unmaimed?

So now, still crazy maniacally busy, but now, this just in, cell phone less.

The End, Oh, Its in Sight.

So after nearly 3 months of burning the candle from 8 different ends, the end is in sight. December 9 is both too soon and too far but the end of classes is going to be the best reward ever.

Does that mean current hermit-like patterns will end? not likely, I am going to have to extinguish all the flames first and hope none of them meet in the middle, otherwise I don't know what kind of an aftermath I'll be dealing with.

So why not blog about current stresses and struggles? It seems that my lack of posting concerned some, while it is just one of those things I feel is near the bottom of my to do list. In fact off to work on other more pressing items. Taa-taa for a while.

Compliments

How many times do people say nice things to us and we refuse to take the item? It sounds silly right?
I just read a post about the self deprecating comment here and boy was it eye opening.

Compliments are a rare and fun gift of life so why snub the bearer of the gift by not graciously accepting? I feel kind of criminal by the compliments I've had a hard time accepting and I've downplayed by saying something in contradiction to what the initial compliment was. But here's to a better attempt at being more gracious.

What do you think?

7, Count Them, 7

7 Weeks until finals. 7 more weeks of kill me semesterdom and then finals, it just sounds so final.

Fall break was spectacular and has made the upcoming 7 weeks less overwhelming. We had a whole week off! Bless the U and their allotment of holidays. Other school around here gave people a mere day or if it was in Provo, they got nothing at all. Fal break is like Spring break so both semester require such breaks, to not give us a break like that would result in more emotional breakdowns and who wants that?

So here we are staring Fall in the face and enjoying every moment of spectacularly vibrant trees of course soon to follow is the leaf crunching time. I tell you what if there was one season I wouldn't mind seeing year round it'd be fall. The crisp air, the feeling of nature maturing and then near the end the harvest time, halloween, and lest we forget crunchy leaves.

Yesterday evening Ryan called me to look out the window and we saw a empty tree with zounds of leaves by our parked car. Of course we went outside and started crunching. And I'm glad we did because today I awoke to thunder and lightning. All the leaves were soggy and stuck to me as I walked to work. Thankfully I crunched an ample amount the night before to suffice all grumpiness I had with the Monday morning weather.

So ambitiously I'm crunching away at the end of the semester, leaving me with

7 more weeks of declensions and conjugations
7 more weeks of transribing
3 more weeks of a group math project....
7 more weeks of jazz and a concert.

To reiterate a very wise and ambitious builder:

Can we do(build) this?

YES
WE
CAN!

-Bob the Builder