Work Lunch

So life has been going on, as it always does, with little eventfulness.

Though I did cause a bit of a kuffuffle. I work as a Merchandiser, which means I stock my company’s particular product in other stores. Which also means I rarely work in my store, but have offices in 2 places not owned by my company.I am seen by said places as an independent being, seeing as I don’t work for them and I have my own inventory and such to worry about.

I work pretty short hours, which means I ususally don’t do lunch at work. However, yesterday at one of the stores I decided to reheat and eat dinner from the night before (lasagna, way too peppered though). Which led me to use the office microwave and sit at the table I had normally noticed people eating at. Turns out, said table was inside the Store Manager’s office…guess I should have been able to tell by the desk and such, but the table was on the other side of the room, and it’s a big room.

Needless to say that when the manager came back from her own lunch, she was less than kind upon seeing me nibbling away. Remember that feeling you got as a child after being scolded by a parent? Let me tell you it SUCKS to feel that way as an adult.

So, I guess I’ve learned my lesson. No more work lunch for me….le sigh.

Keep it Tight!!

Work and Worry

So the eldest of my boys has been banished to the wild. Meaning he’s going with my Mom to the campground that she owns. There he will preform small bursts of labor among the typical lazy days a child at Grandma’s house can expect.

The only wrench in the work this time is that my youngest sister (who is 4 months younger than said son (did I mention I’m a young step mom (not that there’s anything wrong with having a child at 14 if that’s what you wanna do (but seriously there totally is!!!)))) has brought along a friend of hers. This friend has a ‘crush’ on my son.

On her part she does have good taste as I find both of my boys to be quite handsome. The elder especially given his pale skin, jet black hair, and pale blue eyes has made him quite the target for the ladies. Thankfully he finds them to all be insane, especially those that say they like his eyes….ah…praise be for the times before a boy begins to notice girls.

The worry comes in what this young Jezebel (I’m sure she’s really quite a lovely girl) may have in mind for my precious son. I will abide nothing more than slight eye contact, even that I think is a bit much. Alas as I am not with him it is up to my Mother to ensure my son stays young and innocent as long as possible….I’m not holding my breath.

So for all I know this weekend could mark the elder’s first kiss, or hand hold….I shutter to  think anything further could happen. I wonder if he’ll tell me if it does, or if he still can’t imagine that another being could possibly find anything likable in him.

Ah, to be young

What the what!

So several people I know are doing this thing. I have recently been trying to work on building up my Tumblr, but that really doesn’t seem to be going anywhere, not that I particually need it to.

Truth is I think I just like the idea of putting my stuff out there. As though the ether of the interwebs is all the validation I need. For all I know no one will ever look at these rantings. I’m pretty ok with that.

I have a full life. My work isn’t difficult or really even demanding but I find that I enjoy it. I have a husband (EDO as he shall be known) who is equal parts love of my life as he is pain in my ass. He does so much for me and our life, yet also seems to be able to instantly bring everything to shit. We have 2 boys ages 13 and 10. They are technically my stepsons but I have been with them longer than not, so…yeah I’m Mom. As kids will do then seem to take me on a daily roller coaster of madness, pride, heartache, and joy.

So as I begin to get distracted with what’s playing on Hulu and therefore start to ramble, I find it best that I end this craziness now. I have high hopes that I will make a point to make something of this, but only time can tell.

Have a great night!