Did you ever have one of those days when you were just grumpy for no particular reason? Nothing terrible happened, actually everything has been going quite well-Christmas is next week, I'm wrapped for the most part, my last day of work before vacay is tomorrow, all in all it seems like I should be walking on sunshine. But I just can't shake the grumps today. Every little annoyance has bugged that much more and every little comment has sent me over the edge. I mean, seriously, who gives notice that they're leaving for a fantastic new job, and spends the day apologizing for doing so? That would be me.
I'm sure it's just the gray, dreary, rainy, day that's making things seem worse and I hope I'll be back to my Christmas loving, cheery self tomorrow. That is, of course, if there is a tomorrow. According to the Mayans this may be my last post EVER. Come to think of it, maybe that's why I'm so grumpy. Afterall, if you can't be grumpy at the end of the world, what can you be grumpy about?
Showing posts with label 2012. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2012. Show all posts
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Surprise, Surprise
I read a super cute post today about the 5 things no one knows about the blogger. I share a lot so I'm not sure that there's much that no one knows but here goes...
1. I'm not freaking out about it but I'm slightly creeped out by the possibility that the world will end on December 21, 2012. I'm not hoarding but the thought does stick in my head a bit. Mostly when I think about moving to London: If the world ends, I'll never know what it's like to live there. Although, a friend at work noted that the Mayans probably didn't have leap years and we do so technically if the prediction was true, the end would have come already. That makes me feel a bit better, but not as relieved as I'll feel on December 22.
2. I NEVER speak up on conference calls or in meetings. I hate public speaking which has a great deal to do with it, but it's mostly the fear of being wrong. Also, when I get nervous (and speaking up in front of a group would definitely qualify as nerve-wracking in my world) I talk really fast and repeat myself quite a bit. So avoidance is my coping mechanism. Email has been a God-send for me!
3. I'm no prude (and I slip up too) but vulgarity and crass language is enough to turn me off of people or movies immediately. I know it's warranted some of the time and I know that we all have bad days but people or shows/movies that pepper every sentence with curse words or crude jokes, just sound less intelligent. There are plenty of other ways to get your point across.
4. One of the many reasons I want to move to London is the ability to use words such as "Love", "lift", "blimey", "tosser", "mate" and "oi!" in everyday language and not have people look at me like I have 3 heads. Ridiculous I know but doesn't "mate" just sound so much more elegant than "bro"?
5. I enjoy some random food combos. Some people know about these but I'm fairly certain they all think I've been (as an old friend said about one of the combos) "raised by monkeys."
Canned Pears and Cream Cheese, Gravy and Cranberry Sauce (the kind in a can), French Fries and Milkshakes. But I also hate other things that most people adore: Soda (it's the bubbles, they just feel funny on the tongue), Pickles, Alcohol, and Crabs (as close to a mortal sin as you can get in Maryland).
1. I'm not freaking out about it but I'm slightly creeped out by the possibility that the world will end on December 21, 2012. I'm not hoarding but the thought does stick in my head a bit. Mostly when I think about moving to London: If the world ends, I'll never know what it's like to live there. Although, a friend at work noted that the Mayans probably didn't have leap years and we do so technically if the prediction was true, the end would have come already. That makes me feel a bit better, but not as relieved as I'll feel on December 22.
2. I NEVER speak up on conference calls or in meetings. I hate public speaking which has a great deal to do with it, but it's mostly the fear of being wrong. Also, when I get nervous (and speaking up in front of a group would definitely qualify as nerve-wracking in my world) I talk really fast and repeat myself quite a bit. So avoidance is my coping mechanism. Email has been a God-send for me!
3. I'm no prude (and I slip up too) but vulgarity and crass language is enough to turn me off of people or movies immediately. I know it's warranted some of the time and I know that we all have bad days but people or shows/movies that pepper every sentence with curse words or crude jokes, just sound less intelligent. There are plenty of other ways to get your point across.
4. One of the many reasons I want to move to London is the ability to use words such as "Love", "lift", "blimey", "tosser", "mate" and "oi!" in everyday language and not have people look at me like I have 3 heads. Ridiculous I know but doesn't "mate" just sound so much more elegant than "bro"?
5. I enjoy some random food combos. Some people know about these but I'm fairly certain they all think I've been (as an old friend said about one of the combos) "raised by monkeys."
Canned Pears and Cream Cheese, Gravy and Cranberry Sauce (the kind in a can), French Fries and Milkshakes. But I also hate other things that most people adore: Soda (it's the bubbles, they just feel funny on the tongue), Pickles, Alcohol, and Crabs (as close to a mortal sin as you can get in Maryland).
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