sordid butt-juice chanting

i'm feeling a little sad. jake & missy are on their way to big apple to continue celebrating their one-year schmaniversary. i wish we could've spent more time together. if i'd gotten my shit together earlier, i probably could've gone up to NYC w/ them & spent some good time hanging w/ maryann & maybe some time w/ my bro while missy's at Marry Poppins. he's a nervous traveler & manhattan is an overwhelming place. i find it easy to get turned around. it would've been pretty perfect cuz maryann will be attending pat's wedding in philly on sunday too & that would be my ride back to dan & eventually baltimore. alas, that didn't work out this time around. i hope the rest of their trip is tons & tons of F-U-N.

had a crazy week at work. it started out fine & ended with me thinking, "what the hell am i doing here? i'm not the right person for this job." my supervisor & most of the higher-ups were out of town from wed-fri for a conference. tuesday was good - i got some people who seemed to know what they were doing to "fix" the troublesome warehouse garage door (even though i felt like the lead technician was drunk, or high). wednesday was fine. probably a little too fine because i was thinking, this job is cake. thursday rolled around & it was a lot less fine. chaos set in early. problems with a lumber order & a confused carpenter who didn't know what he needed (i changed his lumber order 3 times - from 5 to 7 to 2 joists. the lumber supplier thought i was a nutcase.), the garage door got stuck, one of the job sites was shut down for not having the right permit, i gave a crew incorrect google map directions somewhere & wasted a LOT of their time, engine light came on in one of the vehicles.... it was a long-ass day that ended with the garage guys coming back & helping the door down so it would close for the night. good times. thankfully, i was able to get a decent haircut in the evening, go to the gym & take a nice long walk with dan to help ease my mind of worry. friday was a little better but i ended up feeling like a total dumbass. i wasn't 100% prepared for the friday morning meeting, where my supervisor (me in his place) tells everyone what they're doing for the day. too many things went wrong at the end of thursday & i was way past being ready to go home when i left at 5. anyway, long story short, i felt crummy & excluded at the end of the day & wondering why i thought it was a good idea to take this job. the person who had the position before me stopped by & i thought: i'm SOOO not like her.... i'm going to do a shitty job. before the day was over, the construction staff & some office folks (old & young), went out for happy hour. i'm not a big fan of happy hour, but i'm still struggling to feel like part of the group... especially after the past 2 days. wish i didn't care about that kind of stuff. i need to get over it. it's probably better that they didn't invite me. i don't always do my best in situations where i'm not 100% comfortable with people & alcohol's involved. might've said or done something regrettable.

so that brings me to today. the plan is to hit our farmer's market & then head down to DC for the Solar Decathlon - it's a contest where students from different colleges & universities design, build, and operate energy-efficient, solar-powered houses. "Solar Decathlon houses must power all the home energy needs of a typical family using only the power of the sun." anyway, i'm pretty excited to check it out. (kinda loud here at the moment - today's the Baltimore Marathon & there are 3 helicopters flying right over our building.) tomorrow we head up to philly for pat's wedding. looking forward to it. at least fall weather has arrived so i don't have to panic about not having appropriate clothing for the wedding. i hate shopping, especially for "nice" things that i will rarely wear. although that reminds me, i need to purchase some hosiery for the occasion. i used the last pair (which were in fine condition, mind you) to strain the paper pulp from my bathtub for last years christmas cards... WHAT? you didn't get a fabulous handmade christmas card from me last year? that's because they're sitting in a pile under my desk. it took so long to make them that i thought, maybe they'll be post-christmas thank-you cards & then it waas valentines cards, st. patrick's day cards, 4th of july cards..... at some point, i just gave up. sorry, guys. my plan for rinsing the pulp from the hosiery didn't work either & eventually i tossed them so dan wouldn't go insane. what can i say? i'm a good wife...

it looks like a beautiful fall day outside. hooray!!! (where does that word come from?? it looks wierd.) (the title for this blog came from the magnetic poetry on our fridge.)