I have not had time to make any posts lately as my life has been a bit crazy. My father-in-law passed away and my daughter gave birth to a beautiful baby boy. I pretty much experienced the whole "circle of life" in a week. I have had time off from my "uber-stinky" job, without pay of course, to grieve and to rejoice. I have also been offered a new job, which I am quite excited about and perhaps I will be able to say goodbye to current job. There does finally seem to be light at the end of the tunnel.
While my life has been a bit topsy-turvy at the moment, it appears the world around me has been a bit confusing as well. I heard the announcement that President Obama received the Nobel Peace Prize. Apparently I have busier than I thought. Did he end the war? Did he do something spectacular and I missed it? I am not a terribly political person. I do try to follow current events and stay abreast of what is going on in the world. I have to admit, I am a bit dumbfounded by this one. I thought this high honor was awarded for excellence and I just don't see it in this case. I am not against any man/woman, black/white, republican or democrat of receiving an award for superior job well-done. However, in this case, I do not see where the President has really done anything. I know I have had a lot going on of late, but I think I would have heard if peace was declared in the Middle East.
Life seems to be more confusing all the time. I thought by the time I was 50, I would be secure in my job as well as where I fit in this world, but there seems to be no security. People are losing their jobs, their homes and any kind of peace of mind. Did the President win the "Peace of Mind" peace prize? I don't think so. Life keeps getting crazier all the time.
I am going to try and just focus on MY little world, my family and my community. I have no control over the big picture. I have to trust that God is in control, not me, or anyone else for that matter.
Life is crazy, but WE don't have to be. I am trying to go with the flow and not allow myself to become upset when things don't go the way I think they should.
So, get out there and enjoy life and family. Try not to sweat the small stuff and take things with a grain of salt.
Until later, here is to the crazy life (la vida loca)...
Saturday, October 10, 2009
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Working??
Well, I have been trying to adjust to the new job. It is kind of hard to work, when there is NO work. I keep running out of reports to type. This is very frustrating. Wish I could make some moolah with this silly blog, but alas, I seem to have NO followers either.
Anyway, I have had a lot of things going on lately. My father-in-law passed away and I have a new grand-baby due any day now. I have not had much time for golf, which I miss, and soon the season will be over and I still have not managed to break 90.
In my quest to not wallow over losing old stinky job and acquiring new Uber-stinky job, I have decided to reward myself with something every week, which I think is just a fabulous idea. One week, it was a new handbag, the next week a mani/pedi, another a mini getaway with my BFF. Nothing like a little gift to oneself to perk a girl right up. Still hoping for a new job and have sent out resumes. In the meantime, I will plug along and look forward to my next splurge.
Anyway, I have had a lot of things going on lately. My father-in-law passed away and I have a new grand-baby due any day now. I have not had much time for golf, which I miss, and soon the season will be over and I still have not managed to break 90.
In my quest to not wallow over losing old stinky job and acquiring new Uber-stinky job, I have decided to reward myself with something every week, which I think is just a fabulous idea. One week, it was a new handbag, the next week a mani/pedi, another a mini getaway with my BFF. Nothing like a little gift to oneself to perk a girl right up. Still hoping for a new job and have sent out resumes. In the meantime, I will plug along and look forward to my next splurge.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Frustrated!!!
Hello out there in cyberspace,
I have been currently working on my new "un-job" for approximately four weeks, and man does this stink. I am constantly running out of work. It is bad enough to get up at 5:30 a.m. to work, and then to have NOTHING to do, is really the pits. I really need to find a new job. Notice, I said job and not career? I am not a "career" person. It is not that I have ever enjoyed being a medical transcriptionist. It is just something I sort of fell into 22 years ago and just stayed with it.
So, I ponder, "what do I really want to do?" Well, I guess being on the LPGA tour is out of the question, especially since I can't seem to break 90. I could use some tips on the short game. My chipping needs a lot of work.
Any suggestions out there for a smart, funny, intelligent woman?
Taking control of a bad situation is not as easy as I had hoped.
I have been currently working on my new "un-job" for approximately four weeks, and man does this stink. I am constantly running out of work. It is bad enough to get up at 5:30 a.m. to work, and then to have NOTHING to do, is really the pits. I really need to find a new job. Notice, I said job and not career? I am not a "career" person. It is not that I have ever enjoyed being a medical transcriptionist. It is just something I sort of fell into 22 years ago and just stayed with it.
So, I ponder, "what do I really want to do?" Well, I guess being on the LPGA tour is out of the question, especially since I can't seem to break 90. I could use some tips on the short game. My chipping needs a lot of work.
Any suggestions out there for a smart, funny, intelligent woman?
Taking control of a bad situation is not as easy as I had hoped.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Lordy, Lordy!!!
Well, started "hell week", meaning training for new job. YIKES! I feel like I have spent three days working on a chain-gang in some nasty prison. My brain is on total overload! Could this company possibly make things MORE complicated...I shudder to think.
I am worn out and am in dire need of having my roots done! No time for anything but, work, eat and sleep, although that is disrupted by nightmares of "function keys, shorthand software, quality assurance, HIPPA regulations, etc."
Things seem pretty bleak at the moment but, I will persevere. I definitely need a new line of work. Too bad no one finds my blog entertaining. Anyone, anyone...Buehler, Buehler....
At least I have one thing to look forward to...I am going on a "girl's getaway" this weekend. That will be good for what ails me! Nothing like a mini getaway to erase the horror from one's mind. Food, drink, female bonding and most importantly...SHOPPING! I cannot wait to just let myself relax in the company of my BFF's.
Still trying to "seize the day".... Jean
I am worn out and am in dire need of having my roots done! No time for anything but, work, eat and sleep, although that is disrupted by nightmares of "function keys, shorthand software, quality assurance, HIPPA regulations, etc."
Things seem pretty bleak at the moment but, I will persevere. I definitely need a new line of work. Too bad no one finds my blog entertaining. Anyone, anyone...Buehler, Buehler....
At least I have one thing to look forward to...I am going on a "girl's getaway" this weekend. That will be good for what ails me! Nothing like a mini getaway to erase the horror from one's mind. Food, drink, female bonding and most importantly...SHOPPING! I cannot wait to just let myself relax in the company of my BFF's.
Still trying to "seize the day".... Jean
Friday, July 31, 2009
Mother of Flubber...YIKES!
I am one week away from my "elimination" date from my job of 20+ years. I am on a quest to improve my mind, spiritual relationship and dare I saw...body! Which comes to my next problem.
The other day, my three-year-old grandson said to me, "Nana you have a big belly, you are going to have a baby." After my initial shock, I decided he was just fascinated with the fact that is Momma is having a baby in a couple of months. However, after a thorough assessment of the situation, I have discovered to my horror, that I have developed a "Budda belly". Now I knew I was not as svelte as I was in my 30's, but I was perplexed at the figure looking back at me in a full-length mirror.
I have had a relatively sedentary job for the past 20 years, but I am not a total sloth either. I golf about three times a week, I rarely eat sweets and I don't snack on chips, etc. So, how did I get to this point? I chalk it up to hormones and slow metabolism. At least, that is my excuse and I am sticking with it.
Now comes the mosted hated word in the English language...EXERCISE! I shutter at the thought. I have belonged to different work-out centers over the years and I have never stuck with it. I would start out all "gung-ho" and then in a matter of a couple of weeks, my enthusiasm would dwindle and I would quit going. I absolutely hate to "work-out". Oh, I admire the slim, firm, younger women who "claim" to absolutely luvvvvv to exercise, but I am not buying it for a minute. There is just something un-natural about anyone that says they "love to work-out".
Therefore, I have decided to perhaps walk a little bit more, but I will not submit myself to a "regimen". I am 51 freakin' years old and I want to enjoy what time I have left. So, I refuse to allow myself to feel less than, or in my case "more than". I am determined to like myself for just who I am and work with what I have.
Sure being heathy is important...and my other many weaknesses will surely come to light, if I am given the opportunity long enough to continue expressing myself, but those topics will be for another time. So, for now anyway... learn to love yourself for where you are at in life and work on the things YOU chose to and don't let anyone make you feel unworthy or "more than", but simply...JUST RIGHT!
The other day, my three-year-old grandson said to me, "Nana you have a big belly, you are going to have a baby." After my initial shock, I decided he was just fascinated with the fact that is Momma is having a baby in a couple of months. However, after a thorough assessment of the situation, I have discovered to my horror, that I have developed a "Budda belly". Now I knew I was not as svelte as I was in my 30's, but I was perplexed at the figure looking back at me in a full-length mirror.
I have had a relatively sedentary job for the past 20 years, but I am not a total sloth either. I golf about three times a week, I rarely eat sweets and I don't snack on chips, etc. So, how did I get to this point? I chalk it up to hormones and slow metabolism. At least, that is my excuse and I am sticking with it.
Now comes the mosted hated word in the English language...EXERCISE! I shutter at the thought. I have belonged to different work-out centers over the years and I have never stuck with it. I would start out all "gung-ho" and then in a matter of a couple of weeks, my enthusiasm would dwindle and I would quit going. I absolutely hate to "work-out". Oh, I admire the slim, firm, younger women who "claim" to absolutely luvvvvv to exercise, but I am not buying it for a minute. There is just something un-natural about anyone that says they "love to work-out".
Therefore, I have decided to perhaps walk a little bit more, but I will not submit myself to a "regimen". I am 51 freakin' years old and I want to enjoy what time I have left. So, I refuse to allow myself to feel less than, or in my case "more than". I am determined to like myself for just who I am and work with what I have.
Sure being heathy is important...and my other many weaknesses will surely come to light, if I am given the opportunity long enough to continue expressing myself, but those topics will be for another time. So, for now anyway... learn to love yourself for where you are at in life and work on the things YOU chose to and don't let anyone make you feel unworthy or "more than", but simply...JUST RIGHT!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Floundering????
Okay, maybe there is no one out there in cyberspace, but I am choosing to persevere with my blog, if nothing more than therapeutic purposes.
Just finished the day working for old crappy job, before starting new super-duper crappy job on August 13th, which is my "elimination" date, as so fondly coined by my soon to be ex-boss.
For some odd reason, the movie Soilent Green came to mind. Anyone see that one? Of course not, because no one is following this blog. Anyway, it is a futuristic movie starring Charleston Heston, (for those of you too young to know who he is, the old dude who played Moses in the Ten Commandments.) Well, Chuck discovers a government plot whereby they are exterminating old people and turning them into food to feed the masses. I know, gross huh? Okay, so may be I am not ready for the glue factory yet, but being "eliminated" makes me feel like a carton of milk that is about ready to sour.
As my daddy would say, "you look lower than a snake's belly in a wagon rut." I admit, I am still a bit depressed and more than a bit angry, but I am determined to rise victorious from all this.
This could be a golden opportunity to discover exactly what I am meant to do with my life. Find my purpose and explore new horizons, and all that. After all, I am NOT defined by a job, and that was all it was, not like a career where you truly feel that is your niche and where one truly belongs.
So, I am not going to be a slimy slug. I am going to dust the footprint off my behind and find something fullfilling to do. It might take some time and I may have to stay at new crappy job for a bit, but I WILL SURVIVE...LOL
So I say to anyone out there, if there is anyone out there...carpe diem!!
Just finished the day working for old crappy job, before starting new super-duper crappy job on August 13th, which is my "elimination" date, as so fondly coined by my soon to be ex-boss.
For some odd reason, the movie Soilent Green came to mind. Anyone see that one? Of course not, because no one is following this blog. Anyway, it is a futuristic movie starring Charleston Heston, (for those of you too young to know who he is, the old dude who played Moses in the Ten Commandments.) Well, Chuck discovers a government plot whereby they are exterminating old people and turning them into food to feed the masses. I know, gross huh? Okay, so may be I am not ready for the glue factory yet, but being "eliminated" makes me feel like a carton of milk that is about ready to sour.
As my daddy would say, "you look lower than a snake's belly in a wagon rut." I admit, I am still a bit depressed and more than a bit angry, but I am determined to rise victorious from all this.
This could be a golden opportunity to discover exactly what I am meant to do with my life. Find my purpose and explore new horizons, and all that. After all, I am NOT defined by a job, and that was all it was, not like a career where you truly feel that is your niche and where one truly belongs.
So, I am not going to be a slimy slug. I am going to dust the footprint off my behind and find something fullfilling to do. It might take some time and I may have to stay at new crappy job for a bit, but I WILL SURVIVE...LOL
So I say to anyone out there, if there is anyone out there...carpe diem!!
Saturday, July 18, 2009
What to do, when you don't know what to do.
Hello out there in cyberspace!
Hmmmm, where to begin? I am a middle-age woman, wife, mother and Nana. I recently lost my job after nearly 22 years due to "out-sourcing", which is a polite way of saying I was fired, and while on vacation no less! This has been a difficult time for me. First I was in shock, then anger, then crying, depression and wallowing, followed by anger again and now acceptance, albeit reluctantly. I have been offered a position with this new company which has terrible hours, lousy insurance and my pay will be cut in half. After a week of looking at other possible jobs in my field, I have decided to accept this crappy offer, until something new presents itself.
Losing a job is like losing a loved one, which I know something about. My son was killed in a car accident a few years ago and grief is an emotion I know all too well. I keep asking myself, "why me?" However, I am really no different than the other Americans who have been sacked. I had been looking forward to retirement and now my life has been turned upside down and there is a lot of fear and uncertainty about how things will turn out.
What am I to do? Well, it is not as if this was my "dream job" to begin with. It is not like I said when I was a kid, "gee I hope I grow up to be a medical transcriptionist"...LOL I had always wanted to be a writer. However, now I would love to be on the LPGA, but with my golf handicap, that is not really an option. So, I have decided to write a blog about my life and the changes, challenges and tribulations of being middle-aged and trying to figure out just what to do, when I am really not sure what that is.
I would love to hear from all of you who have gone through similar situations and are floundering right now as well.
Keep the faith and I will keep you posted.
Hmmmm, where to begin? I am a middle-age woman, wife, mother and Nana. I recently lost my job after nearly 22 years due to "out-sourcing", which is a polite way of saying I was fired, and while on vacation no less! This has been a difficult time for me. First I was in shock, then anger, then crying, depression and wallowing, followed by anger again and now acceptance, albeit reluctantly. I have been offered a position with this new company which has terrible hours, lousy insurance and my pay will be cut in half. After a week of looking at other possible jobs in my field, I have decided to accept this crappy offer, until something new presents itself.
Losing a job is like losing a loved one, which I know something about. My son was killed in a car accident a few years ago and grief is an emotion I know all too well. I keep asking myself, "why me?" However, I am really no different than the other Americans who have been sacked. I had been looking forward to retirement and now my life has been turned upside down and there is a lot of fear and uncertainty about how things will turn out.
What am I to do? Well, it is not as if this was my "dream job" to begin with. It is not like I said when I was a kid, "gee I hope I grow up to be a medical transcriptionist"...LOL I had always wanted to be a writer. However, now I would love to be on the LPGA, but with my golf handicap, that is not really an option. So, I have decided to write a blog about my life and the changes, challenges and tribulations of being middle-aged and trying to figure out just what to do, when I am really not sure what that is.
I would love to hear from all of you who have gone through similar situations and are floundering right now as well.
Keep the faith and I will keep you posted.
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