I have been back at my job for three weeks and other than trying to catch my breath, there hasn't been much going on. I keep walking my dogs and taking care of my chickens. Something I don't want to give up, is my time with my pets.
It is difficult to be in an all female work environment. Its not my favorite. A few years back a comic joked that women exaggerate their problems at work. Their co-workers were out to destroy them, and it was silly. He also said that their is one woman at their work that women can't stand.
It may seem that they exaggerate and it made for a good act. I laughed at it as well. Until this week, when I found out one of my co-workers was trying to have her rival fired. She was trying to accuse her of steeling sales. Funny, that is something she does. Instead of working hard, she figured if she got rid of the other sales girl she would get all the sales. Goodness.
I have tried my best to stay out of the fray and not ask too many questions about what happened. As I came back from the stock room, I walked in on the conversation and heard about it. Other than saying I was sorry to hear about that, I have not gone around talking to others at work about this. Its over and there is no need to keep talking about it.
It is scary to think that some one would do this, and I now have to watch my own back. In the mean time, I keep my head down and look after myself. That's the thing, yes people at work can be childish and all. We have to deal with it and then we have to let it go.
Since I stand to make some good commission, I hope to start a savings with it. In taking care of myself I need to plan for my future. Whatever happens at work with these women, it can't stop me from moving forward with my own plans. Today my dogs are walked, my chickens have food and water and some fruit. They are all happy and quite now.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Poor
Its been almost 3 years since the banks got their bail out money, and I know most of the biggest banks have paid it back.
The stock market has still been Topsy at best. Target launched the reduced priced line of Missoni yesterday and the site crashed with people trying to order up high fashion at bargain prices. Why are we still afraid of using the word depression?
The things I have been doing over the last few years,such as keeping a flock of chickens. Then using their droppings for fertilizer for my garden. If it wasn't for the example of my grandmother and how they weathered the depression of the 30's I would not have had the idea to do these things in the first place. It has all been in an effort to save what little money I have left.
There are still some much more of a storm to go through. What can we do? It may seem that belts are pretty tight already. Do we have anything we can share with others? At my work I have access to samples of make up and face creams. I give those to my friends and not the ones that have money. I give them to the single moms or stay at home mom's. The ones that really need it. Besides only going to the discount section for meats, I find that I buy less and less from the grocery store. More from places like Big Lots and the 99 cent store.
I have a stock pile of stockings for a 'rainy day' and I would love to get more of my creams and other make-up and keep extra for next year. There has been a lot of jamming and canning going on here. There will be more. While I will put some things on sale on Ebay, does anyone have the money to buy them? Last week I went to the Fashions Night Out, not so much to see new fashion, I did that anyway at a show in Saks 5th Ave; but I was really there for the free drinks and eats.
The other things I have been doing for extra money is recycling. We have been staying home and eating a lot. A small mom and pop hamburger place that has been around for years closed its doors last month. It was in walking distance from my house and I had stopped eating there as well. So many places are left empty, and still no one wants to say the word depression or admit that we are all poor these days.
The stock market has still been Topsy at best. Target launched the reduced priced line of Missoni yesterday and the site crashed with people trying to order up high fashion at bargain prices. Why are we still afraid of using the word depression?
The things I have been doing over the last few years,such as keeping a flock of chickens. Then using their droppings for fertilizer for my garden. If it wasn't for the example of my grandmother and how they weathered the depression of the 30's I would not have had the idea to do these things in the first place. It has all been in an effort to save what little money I have left.
There are still some much more of a storm to go through. What can we do? It may seem that belts are pretty tight already. Do we have anything we can share with others? At my work I have access to samples of make up and face creams. I give those to my friends and not the ones that have money. I give them to the single moms or stay at home mom's. The ones that really need it. Besides only going to the discount section for meats, I find that I buy less and less from the grocery store. More from places like Big Lots and the 99 cent store.
I have a stock pile of stockings for a 'rainy day' and I would love to get more of my creams and other make-up and keep extra for next year. There has been a lot of jamming and canning going on here. There will be more. While I will put some things on sale on Ebay, does anyone have the money to buy them? Last week I went to the Fashions Night Out, not so much to see new fashion, I did that anyway at a show in Saks 5th Ave; but I was really there for the free drinks and eats.
The other things I have been doing for extra money is recycling. We have been staying home and eating a lot. A small mom and pop hamburger place that has been around for years closed its doors last month. It was in walking distance from my house and I had stopped eating there as well. So many places are left empty, and still no one wants to say the word depression or admit that we are all poor these days.
Monday, July 25, 2011
Meal's
In the last week friends of our have been dropping off food for us. It has been so nice! I knew a lot of them were good cooks and no one has disappointed us.
Its so nice to know that we have friends that help out in this difficult time as I am recovering. It has not been easy on my man, since he has to help me shower and all. It has helped him not be so burdened with everything.
I had no idea how many different rice and chicken dishes people could come up with and they are all great. None of them have been repeats of the same dish. They have also been kind enough to make a salad and drop off dressing. It's been really kind of them and interesting what we get the next night. We now have plenty of left overs for this week.
We did have to get out of the house and for the 1st time ever,as a couple we went to the OC Fair. I had wanted to see the piglets they showed on TV. I was not disappointed. There were day old piglets and they still had their umbilical cords attached. They were cute and pink and one had spots and was so happy nursing on he huge mom. Ok I knew pigs were big, but these momma pigs were huge. Seeing the babies in comparison was quite a big difference.
There was also two day old kids. That's goat and not humans. The kids were all leg and stumbled a bit. Even at two day the twins a boy and girl were literally butting heads. It was cute to see them play and try to head butt each other. We also petted the sheep and other farm animals. It was great and not that I have my chickens and used their droppings for fertilizer, ok farming. This year I am much more interested in the other farm animals and what we gain from them. The sign above the goats said they are used for meat. So there you go. Also they clean up and will eat anything, like the one after my parasol.
I was never told how much good food there was at the fair. The theme this year is "Let's Eat" if that gives you a clue. We did have some really great BBQ ribs. In all the years my friends have gone they have talked about the animals and rides and eating too much fried foods. Nothing about smoked ribs. I might have gone in other years had I known. We did try a deep fried twinky, it was good. Nothing I wanted seconds on, but worth the try.
In an effort to get out of the house more and before we had a new meal brought buy, we did manage a quick trip to the mall. It was nice to see my friends at Chanel and Dior and Louise Vuitton. At Dior we were treated to some champagne. With all the stress of the last two weeks, I needed a bit of luxury. Looking at nice things always cheers me up. I was able to talk shop as well since I have been in the retail industry of late. After some free champagne and feeling tired from walking, we went home. Shortly after we got home, our friends dropped off some pot roast. Thank you cards are going out this week, for all that cooked for us. We have been very grateful for their help! Thank you again!
Its so nice to know that we have friends that help out in this difficult time as I am recovering. It has not been easy on my man, since he has to help me shower and all. It has helped him not be so burdened with everything.
I had no idea how many different rice and chicken dishes people could come up with and they are all great. None of them have been repeats of the same dish. They have also been kind enough to make a salad and drop off dressing. It's been really kind of them and interesting what we get the next night. We now have plenty of left overs for this week.
We did have to get out of the house and for the 1st time ever,as a couple we went to the OC Fair. I had wanted to see the piglets they showed on TV. I was not disappointed. There were day old piglets and they still had their umbilical cords attached. They were cute and pink and one had spots and was so happy nursing on he huge mom. Ok I knew pigs were big, but these momma pigs were huge. Seeing the babies in comparison was quite a big difference.
There was also two day old kids. That's goat and not humans. The kids were all leg and stumbled a bit. Even at two day the twins a boy and girl were literally butting heads. It was cute to see them play and try to head butt each other. We also petted the sheep and other farm animals. It was great and not that I have my chickens and used their droppings for fertilizer, ok farming. This year I am much more interested in the other farm animals and what we gain from them. The sign above the goats said they are used for meat. So there you go. Also they clean up and will eat anything, like the one after my parasol.
I was never told how much good food there was at the fair. The theme this year is "Let's Eat" if that gives you a clue. We did have some really great BBQ ribs. In all the years my friends have gone they have talked about the animals and rides and eating too much fried foods. Nothing about smoked ribs. I might have gone in other years had I known. We did try a deep fried twinky, it was good. Nothing I wanted seconds on, but worth the try.
In an effort to get out of the house more and before we had a new meal brought buy, we did manage a quick trip to the mall. It was nice to see my friends at Chanel and Dior and Louise Vuitton. At Dior we were treated to some champagne. With all the stress of the last two weeks, I needed a bit of luxury. Looking at nice things always cheers me up. I was able to talk shop as well since I have been in the retail industry of late. After some free champagne and feeling tired from walking, we went home. Shortly after we got home, our friends dropped off some pot roast. Thank you cards are going out this week, for all that cooked for us. We have been very grateful for their help! Thank you again!
Friday, July 8, 2011
Change
It seems that change is supposed to be good, we should change how we think and do things. It sounds great, but do people really change?
This woman I work with had surgery this year and she said it helped he to eat better, take better care of herself and gave her a whole new out look. Wow, that would be great, if it were true. In truth, she is very negative, one of those people that always says the worst things. She always talks about gross medical procedures and freak accidents. None of which are up-beat, or positive.
She also steals sales and the pretends she doesn't. We have a sales book, which she looks at, checking others sales and gets mad when some one else is doing better than she is. While she has been bringing her home made lunches to work to save money, that is something a lot of us do and is not that big of a deal. It seems the more she talks the more we find out that she still is very competitive, just like she was before she had her procedure.
A few weeks ago on a Sunday there was a customer that was purchasing a huge order of products. Rather than hog all the sales to herself, an other sales girl on my team shared it. There was no reason to be greedy, there was plenty of commission to be made by all of us. Four of us helped out and shared the sales. I gave that girl a jar of my home made jam and some eggs to thank her.
The 1st woman I am talking about was not working that day, she was so insanely jealous of our good sales, when she found out. She would not have shared with us. The other day I was again working with the nice girl and I shared my good sales with her, since she had done the same. That is team work, the other way, not so much. My question is, where is that great positive, life changing out look the 1st woman is supposed to have?
While I don't see any evidence of that, and neither do any of my co-workers, change is a nice concept. As long as you can really get it to work.
This woman I work with had surgery this year and she said it helped he to eat better, take better care of herself and gave her a whole new out look. Wow, that would be great, if it were true. In truth, she is very negative, one of those people that always says the worst things. She always talks about gross medical procedures and freak accidents. None of which are up-beat, or positive.
She also steals sales and the pretends she doesn't. We have a sales book, which she looks at, checking others sales and gets mad when some one else is doing better than she is. While she has been bringing her home made lunches to work to save money, that is something a lot of us do and is not that big of a deal. It seems the more she talks the more we find out that she still is very competitive, just like she was before she had her procedure.
A few weeks ago on a Sunday there was a customer that was purchasing a huge order of products. Rather than hog all the sales to herself, an other sales girl on my team shared it. There was no reason to be greedy, there was plenty of commission to be made by all of us. Four of us helped out and shared the sales. I gave that girl a jar of my home made jam and some eggs to thank her.
The 1st woman I am talking about was not working that day, she was so insanely jealous of our good sales, when she found out. She would not have shared with us. The other day I was again working with the nice girl and I shared my good sales with her, since she had done the same. That is team work, the other way, not so much. My question is, where is that great positive, life changing out look the 1st woman is supposed to have?
While I don't see any evidence of that, and neither do any of my co-workers, change is a nice concept. As long as you can really get it to work.
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Dad's
While I am not close to my family and not a slave to made-up holidays, I do think of them from time to time.
Recently I was able to get my scooter up and running again. It makes me so happy and I can't wait to start taking her 'Sam' to work. Not only is it better for my pocket book, its fun.
There is a Scooter Exhibit I will go to see soon. The other thing I want to do it take my board out and go surfing. These are thought of as 'guy' things. That being said I have many girlfriends that share these interests.
My sister and I wanted our father's approval. Being children of divorce it was important that he showed interest in our hobbies. Yes it is important for all children, we just became more needy since he had already left. Which made us feel that he didn't love us.
My sister was always trying to gain his approval by doing well in sports. She did take to sports like a fish to water. For myself it was much more difficult. In my adult years I have pursued interest that would please him, scooters, motorcycle's, surfing. The thing is he doesn't know since we don't talk. In a strange way I have become the kind of son he always wanted.
The things I learned from my dad were not positive, the thing I inherited for him was my sense of humor and direction. For that I am grateful.
Recently I was able to get my scooter up and running again. It makes me so happy and I can't wait to start taking her 'Sam' to work. Not only is it better for my pocket book, its fun.
There is a Scooter Exhibit I will go to see soon. The other thing I want to do it take my board out and go surfing. These are thought of as 'guy' things. That being said I have many girlfriends that share these interests.
My sister and I wanted our father's approval. Being children of divorce it was important that he showed interest in our hobbies. Yes it is important for all children, we just became more needy since he had already left. Which made us feel that he didn't love us.
My sister was always trying to gain his approval by doing well in sports. She did take to sports like a fish to water. For myself it was much more difficult. In my adult years I have pursued interest that would please him, scooters, motorcycle's, surfing. The thing is he doesn't know since we don't talk. In a strange way I have become the kind of son he always wanted.
The things I learned from my dad were not positive, the thing I inherited for him was my sense of humor and direction. For that I am grateful.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Light
It may seem silly to others, not artist,to think that when it comes to work there needs to be a light at the end of the tunnel. What do I mean? Thanks to opera's like La Bohemia us artist are supposed to live on nothing more than wine and baguette of bread and our love for our work. Love interest is there too and that feeds us more than money ever could.
It seems silly, but we do sort of have that in our minds, as if we can swan in and out of doors with a great cape on and never worry about getting the money to buy that cape. As it is I do have a cape that reaches the floor and has a hood. I bought it years ago at Nordies Rack. Now I have that covered.
For work I have a nice parka that I use on raining days. Its lined and keeps me warm, the younger kids I work with envy me, and my parka. It didn't occur to me at first, then it hit me. They are still in tiny sweaters and don't have the money to buy a nice coat yet. That's the difference when you are older, you have the things you need already.
While its great to have the wardrobe I need, as an artist its hard to think about going into work day in and day out for years. There has to be a light at then end of the tunnel. One day my books will sell and I can stay home do the things I like, drink wine, write and yes swan into a room with my cape. To think about working at my job till retirement seems like a prison sentence. Maybe that's why I need to dance, write and surf to feel like myself again on the days I am not at work. I suppose that is the free spirit in me. The gypsy that comes out to play when I put on my belly dance costume, with its tasseled bra and gold trimmed skirt. And then the light comes up on stage and I am standing front and center. Cue the music.
It seems silly, but we do sort of have that in our minds, as if we can swan in and out of doors with a great cape on and never worry about getting the money to buy that cape. As it is I do have a cape that reaches the floor and has a hood. I bought it years ago at Nordies Rack. Now I have that covered.
For work I have a nice parka that I use on raining days. Its lined and keeps me warm, the younger kids I work with envy me, and my parka. It didn't occur to me at first, then it hit me. They are still in tiny sweaters and don't have the money to buy a nice coat yet. That's the difference when you are older, you have the things you need already.
While its great to have the wardrobe I need, as an artist its hard to think about going into work day in and day out for years. There has to be a light at then end of the tunnel. One day my books will sell and I can stay home do the things I like, drink wine, write and yes swan into a room with my cape. To think about working at my job till retirement seems like a prison sentence. Maybe that's why I need to dance, write and surf to feel like myself again on the days I am not at work. I suppose that is the free spirit in me. The gypsy that comes out to play when I put on my belly dance costume, with its tasseled bra and gold trimmed skirt. And then the light comes up on stage and I am standing front and center. Cue the music.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Out on the town
Last night a went to an event in LA, Hollywood to be exact. While the show I went to was great, just being out on the town and not at home was a nice departure.
How can you really tell you are in Hollywood? Not just the address you are at. The graffiti in the ladies room was people's my space accounts and websites for the launch of their albums. Who said advertising is dead?
That waitress was happy about the event next door, since all the ladies dress up nicely. That is really something since around that area I would figure people should "put on the dog", as a matter of course.
Also the industry types are there. Not the creative types that dress well. The ones that think they are creative but are really the agents or others that help the creative types. You can tell by the clothes they wear. True fans of this artist dress in sync with the artist. Lady Ga Ga fans line up in drag or glam rocker out-fits, or even their own version of her video looks. For this crowd retro glam and rockabilly girls are the looks to have.
The industry types worn sports coats and men's neck scarfs, with Beret's. That would be better suited for a reading at the LA Public Library. Its and artsy look for the literary crowd. For this show it was all wrong, as was the home-made gold lame turban sported in that same area.
Now I am off to a book signing. I don't have to dress up for that since it will be the college kids that don't have any money and dress in Old Navy and back packs. I could be wrong. Out on the town again.
How can you really tell you are in Hollywood? Not just the address you are at. The graffiti in the ladies room was people's my space accounts and websites for the launch of their albums. Who said advertising is dead?
That waitress was happy about the event next door, since all the ladies dress up nicely. That is really something since around that area I would figure people should "put on the dog", as a matter of course.
Also the industry types are there. Not the creative types that dress well. The ones that think they are creative but are really the agents or others that help the creative types. You can tell by the clothes they wear. True fans of this artist dress in sync with the artist. Lady Ga Ga fans line up in drag or glam rocker out-fits, or even their own version of her video looks. For this crowd retro glam and rockabilly girls are the looks to have.
The industry types worn sports coats and men's neck scarfs, with Beret's. That would be better suited for a reading at the LA Public Library. Its and artsy look for the literary crowd. For this show it was all wrong, as was the home-made gold lame turban sported in that same area.
Now I am off to a book signing. I don't have to dress up for that since it will be the college kids that don't have any money and dress in Old Navy and back packs. I could be wrong. Out on the town again.
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