Random Ramblings Are Random

Convention is officially over for this year, and my feet are very grateful! Other than a few hiccups, things ran pretty good for the most part. And I have a job that I will be taking on for the foreseeable future - the convention information desk. Apparently it hasn't had somebody officially taking care of this for a few years now, and it shows. Going forward this will be different! I've already made notes for what I want to implement for next year, so it should make for an easier time of it for the next convention. And, unlike the last person that was given nominal responsibility for it last year, I actually take my responsibilities seriously. As in, I show up on damn time to get things organized and ready to go for the day, and I don't make excuses for being late or simply just not doing my job in the first place. I know that some people figure that a volunteer position isn't all that important, but that's besides the point entirely. Do do a job half-assed r

It is well known that I do not like liars, and when I get wind that somebody is lying about something that I am quite well connected with I tend to get quite irate...and a friend of mine found out about that this evening. This friend picked me up after work so we could head to a meeting tonight for a convention that we're both involved with - she's a volunteer, but I am on the actual committee that puts this event together. On the way to the meeting she was trying to tell me that her partner was just put onto the executive. Which I know is utter bullshit. In order to be eligible for the executive you have to have been a regular committee member for at least a year - her partner isn't even ON the committee to begin with, and we have a legal constitution that lists out how we handle appointments to the executive. I pointed this out to her and she said she can only go by what her partner says, and that her partner will be wearing a yellow shirt. Um. No. The partner will no

After last week's single workout I ended up coming down with the flu. It certainly explains why I felt like a sack of assholes after said workout. I know better than to push myself when I'm sick so I haven't gone back to the gym since that day. I've still been doing stretches and whatnot at home, but nothing too intense because I know that I'm not physically up to it quite yet. Besides, when I haven't been at work I've either been sewing, sleeping, or eating. In between rounds of laundry and dishes. I ventured out yesterday to pick up some Heat & Bond(tm) after realizing that the fabric I was trying to applique was fraying like mad when trying to zig zag stitch around it. Temperature-wise, it was in the double digits yesterday so off I go without a jacket. I had a warm sweater on so I figured I'd be good, especially when I've been spiking a fever off and on all week...at least the rain held off mostly until I was on my way home. And it was a

One of my favourite discount shoe stores is in the process of going out of business and it makes me sad. It's one of many stores/chains that have been suffering in these tough economic times, which makes me wonder how many other stores/chains are going to be going under before the end of this year. I usually can't afford to drop big bucks on my footwear, and with my feet still shrinking somewhat I really don't want to fork over a lot of money to replace my shoes every 2-3 weeks. Perhaps once they've settled on a size that will be a different story, but even then I usually can't afford a lot of money all at once for a single pair of footwear. I guess I'll have to settle for when Ardene's puts their cheaply made footwear on for dirt cheap once a season and stock up. I shop there for their socks anyway because nothing else in that store will actually fit me at this point, and even if it did it's all so cheaply made that you know it's not going to la

I've fallen off the exercise wagon for the past week, but I did go back to the gym last night. I felt like a sack of assholes yesterday by the time I got home and realized that I'd only eaten once all of yesterday. Oops. This means that I'm restarting my 30 day challenges and everything else. I've got all my recorded exercise sets written into a new, better notebook where I don't have to worry about the spiral bound pages tearing out. Now just to keep going with it all! But now I've got to get my ass in gear for work. Ugh.

Bad anxiety day. I actually cried at work. I don't cry in public. Today? Different story completely. For the past two weeks I've been in training for a different line of business for the client the call center handles. Usually this is no big deal, but considering that the training was horrible and left us with serious doubts, it's probably no wonder I broke down at work. And as a very good friend of mine pointed out - I don't deal at all well with stupidity. I think it's safe to say that the past two weeks have been an exercise in utter stupidity at work. I mean, who thinks it's a good idea to use training material that is outdated and missing very important information that we need to do our jobs? Apparently our client does. And nobody in the training department thought it was a good idea to push back? Well... The client we support is one whom I've had issues with in the past and to this day I will not have any of their services in my house. S