October has begun and now you get the chance to catch up on my life, what a glorious day.
Does anyone out there remember where I left off in the saga of my life? I don’t.
I think around August 6th I started working for Dowd and Guild Inc. that means I’m almost celebrating two months of waking up (and getting dressed) five days a week. For some of you this may not seem like a big accomplishment but it is something I haven’t done regularly since high school. I like my job. Lots of people ask me if working in an office is like the TV show. I think I could easily write a 23-minute bit every workday (and I only work 4 hour days), there would be none of the romantic tension.
More specifically, what do I do? I am the receptionist i.e. the face of the company. I sign for a lot of UPS packages. Today I spent close to an hour and a half decorating the bulletins board for October. Where do people come up with clever things to read while you’re waiting for the coffee to brew? I made a list of daily things to celebrate in October. The 9th is moldy cheese day. And October is Pickled Pepper month. The rest of my job consists of answering and routing phone calls, updating things, running reports, filing papers, mailing things and extracting data from excel spreadsheets.
Soon I might start working full time. My possible change in schedule has been the drama of the week. Some people may think that me taking on a job fulltime would make me a sellout. I figure it is either sellout in that area or sellout to socialized healthcare. I have expressed my desire to have a modified vacation schedule. You can pray that they will think that is a great idea so that I can still be open to travel for philanthropic reasons (they’re really into philanthropy).
I was also working on getting that restaurant started. That kind of fizzled out the end of August but then last week they mailed me a bonus check.
A few weeks ago I decided to get a new bed. My parents voted for a full because it would still be a change but wouldn’t take up less of my room than a queen. So for a whole week I was on craigslist trying to find a bed and finally on Saturday morning (the day my dad could go with me to get something) I found one. I got to the house, they lowered the price, I brought it home, rearranged my furniture, went and bought sheets, and then figured out it was a queen. Why the people didn’t know that, I don’t know, I guess because the nanny was in charge of selling it. Oh well, it fits fine in my room and I got a great deal. Now, during the process of rearranging my furniture I moved all of my excess stuff (lots still un-organized from moving home) into the spare bedroom. Now I am in the early stages of getting rid of stuff. During this process I have learned that I am, in fact, a hoarder, I just store things well hidden.
That is mostly what is going on with me, now go enjoy some homemade cookies and get ready to name your car tomorrow and let me know what’s going on with you.
Love, Joy
PS Yes! You can still buy my book!
