Almost There
Wednesday, January 30, 2002
Yeesh! Okay. Where am I at?
Oh, yeah. The website. No, not this website. The website I've been obsessed with for the past year of my life. The dear corporate website of my employer. And our team is finally ready to launch the new site. Monday. So, you see, we've had a little stuff to do.
And it's kind of sad. The whole prospect of being done. Don't get me wrong, I'm ready for this project to end. But it's been so much a part of my past year of work-life. It's the reason they hired me in the first place: to be on the team. And then. Wham! Finished. Launched and into maintenance mode. What will I do? What new projects will I be allowed to work on?
So, that's where I've been.
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Other things have been going on. My dear friends, the same ones who found James his first job up here and were the catalyst to our move to to Minnesota, left. Gone. Moved away to Colorado. Fine. Whatever. See if I follow you there! Actually, it's pretty exciting for them. And I really hope it works out. But that also means we've lost a pair of our closest friends here. Backups, anyone?
As a farewell to Dave and Rachel, we went to a happy hour on Thursday and then a bus-pub-crawl thing on Friday. Lots of drinking, yessiree. Although, on Friday, I was a little disappointed. We didn't get to see Dave and Rachel much at all. And then we didn't even get to say goodbye. The bus stopped at a bar, James and I were the first to get off and the next thing we knew the bus was gone, only a few people wandered into the bar, and there we were stranded in Uptown at 12:30am. So, the going-away thing was a little anti-climatic. With a \\$20 cab fare to boot.
I did get hit on, though. So there's that. And he was cute. And obviously really dense because I had my wedding ring on the whole time and I finally had to correct him when he kept calling James, "My friend."
On Saturday, we hosted my husband's cycling team's party. In our apartment's Party Room, no less. Dan, the team president, brought a ping pong table and I somehow got stuck to it later on in the evening. Really. These friends of his (who didn't speak the best English, I might add) wouldn't let me quit. My doubles "partner" kept saying, "You're Good! You should practice!"
Practice? Ping Pong? Um. Yeah.
Most of the team was gone by 10pm. We cleaned up the room and were thankfully left with a lot of leftovers from the caterer. Although, the cappuccino brownies were so good I almost wish we hadn't been left with them. I've been obsessed ever since.
Sunday was much more relaxed. I got up, did Yoga while James went for a ride with his team. I read the paper. Ate a bagel & grapefruit for breakfast. Read some of my book for Book Club. Sometime around 2pm I made it to the grocery store. And Half Price Books where I scammed myself a copy of Material Issues' "Destination You." Can I just say, "LOVE that CD!" Which is no longer being released, thankyouverymuch. As a result of the purchase, I now have "What Girls Want" running through my head 24/7.
Then the weekend was over and I had to return to work and this all-consuming about-to-be-released website.
I've felt neglectful, though, of this here website. My journal. My email as well. At odd points in the day, a journal topic will float into my brain. But I never find the time to sit down and elaborate on it. Or rather, I never make the time. Not this month. My stress-release time has been better spent at the gym or on my couch.
I do want to write, though. About things. About my (now complete) quest for the perfect pair of blue jeans ($70+). About the fact that an alarming number of people land on my site using the search combinations of "knee high" "boots" and "stuck" or "sans" and "bra". There's also my what seems to be my increasing sensitivity to noise and working in a cube farm. Or my various subscriptions to magazines and what they say about me. Oh, and my up-and-coming vacation to San Francisco in May, don't let me forget about that. (And, no, I don't have the dates for JournalCon wrong -- that's not why I'm going.)
So much to say.
And hopefully, once our corporate site is launched next week, I'll have a little more time to say it in.
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