Back from The Road Show, Part I. Whirlwind. Im exhausted. Part II is coming soon (1st week December). That will be fun, but fast and furious as well. San Francisco and L.A. Dont know when Im going to have time to work on a HUGE project thats due in a week and a half. Especially with Thanksgiving throwing a kink in the workweek. And I wont even mention my whole new set of job responsibilities. When am I even supposed to learn them?! Im a little scared at this point.
Presentations were a huge success! Im so excited that what weve put together as a team is going to generate so much business. And though Im very thankful to still have a job right now, I hope that I get compensated sometime down the road. Hopefully, not too far down the road. Ive been at this job for over a year now, and so far no mention of my review. Ive been waiting for the chips to fall to see where I would end up. But I guess I should ask for my review now. Ive never had to ask for a review before. It seems kind of effed up to me. But whatever. I deserve to know how what they think of me—in writing.
My boss acts strangely around me when were one-on-one. Its fine when were in a group together. We can laugh and joke. But when its just him and me, he gets a little nervous. That, in turn, makes me nervous. Why is that?
Other travel news: ate too much the last two days. Im going to have to starve myself until Turkey Day.
And heres something really pleasant: when I got to my hotel room last night, I decided to take care of that giant festering zit that Id been feeling growing under my cheek skin all day long. But it was one of those humungo deep-rooted ones. I picked and I squeezed and I picked and I squeezed, but had very minimal success. So I put a giant dollop of zit cream on it and went to bed hoping that it would dissolve over night.
When I woke this morning and looked in the mirror, I found that Id bruised my face from all the picking and poking!!! Euchhhh! It looked somewhat like a misplaced shiner! Luckily a bit of concealer topped with foundation did the trick for most of the day. But as the day wore on, my war wounds started showing. Im going to leave it alone from now on. I hope this heals before Thanksgiving.
Im so sleepy I skipped out on yet another happy hour tonight. The thought of drinking just doesnt appeal to me at all right now. I know I should go just for the social aspect of it, but lately Fridays just seem to be great stay-at-home evenings. Especially this week when Ive traveled all over the country. I know, I have turned into a boring old broad. Its sad, and Im a little down about it. Work is my whole life. Including my social outlet.
Wah. Poor me. This is the life I chose. I have no room to complain. Im just really tired tonight. And maybe just a teensy bit lonely. Though Im used to coming home to just my cat. It would still be soooo nice to have someone to miss when Im traveling. Same old story. Year after year. Again, bluh.
Oop! Well guess what? My sweet neighbor from two floors down just knocked on my door. She and some friends are sitting in the stairwell drinking wine and smoking. I have my jammies on, but I think I just might stop crying all up in here and go join them.
What perfect timing!
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