Take this Job and Shove it.

I quit my job almost two months ago. My boss was pretty demanding and I wasn't ready to be ordered to respect someone. So I took another job... at home.

After much begging with my husband I was able to convince him to let the house be my job. I now fill my days with baking bread and netflix online. I am also blogging on bitchbuzz.com in their home section. I'm pretty damn proud of that.

Other than that life is mellow. Nothing is different now that I'm married other than I got a new last name. I was pretty stoked to lose my maiden name. I had childhood traumas from kids making fun of my last name.

In other news, the o on my keyboard broke on and now that little rubber nipple thingy is also about to fall off. Why did it have to be a vowel? Seriously?

Well, it's time to watch some more Lost. It's the newest show to watch before bed. This has resulted in 2 plane wreck dreams and 1 dream of driving down the beach with the car getting washed away into the water. Probably not the smartest thing, but the show is so damn good!

Down Trodden

In May I applied for a job at a large winery where I live. I had a phone interview and a face-to-face interview that both seemed to go well. My whole family was pumped, I was pumped. It seemed like the ticket out of my current situation of not making enough money to afford myself.

I got an e-mail a few days ago letting me know I didn't get the job. This is understandable as the job market is tight. I keep reminding myself I should be so happy that I even have a job. My job is actually quite enjoyable, and when I get enough hours I almost make enough to survive.

The only problem I have with my job is my boss. He's an incredibly charismatic person, but he doesn't always go by the book. There's nothing illegal going on, he just likes to ignore company policy and make up his own rules. Often to the detriment of the company.

At the end of the day I work at a business and if you sell something at cost, you can't make any money. Sure it makes you look awesome to give a customer a discount, but when it cuts into the bottom-line it's a problem.

I like to be right. I like to do things correctly. You know, get it right the first time. I've always felt that as an employee I was there to provide a service to the company. Currently I work retail and the service I'm providing is fairly simple; meet customers needs while also serving the company's bottom-line. To help the bottom-line, I make sure that I'm incredibly efficient so as not to waste the company's money (my paycheck). Sadly my boss, who is the son of the president of the company, sees the store as his own personal popularity machine.

I do my best to clean up after him and my coworker, constantly running around double checking paperwork and making sure that everything gets to where to needs to be. I find this consumes most of my time. It frustrates me.

I want a smooth running retail machine and I have a machine that desperately needs a new engine. Sadly, I'm just the oil and easily replaced.

Decisions, Decisions. + Wedding/Honeymoon stuff

I am officially married now. Nothing feels different, it just feels like my dearest finally has a ring that always seemed to be missing. It feels like home.

Our wedding was absolutely amazing. Everything worked out, everyone had a great time and we ended up with some awesome stories to share. I have almost 800 pictures from the day and I will eventually get around to posting some. I still feel like the wedding was too much to sum up in a blog post or a story. It was magic and it's still hard to believe that such a beautiful day was meant for me. I was so happy to feel so much love in one room. Not only the love Collin and I share, but also the great love stories of our parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and friends. It was perfect. I hesitate to use that word, but it truly was.

Sure, there are things I would do different if I could, but it was super special even with misadventures.

Our honeymoon was also amazing and beautiful. We had some amazing adventure the most exciting of which was our helicopter ride over Maui, Moloka'i and Lana'i. We were going to go on a Zipline trip, but they were all booked up. As the zipline would have cost about $400 for the two of us, we thought, 'Hey, why don't we just add that money to our helicopter trip we wanted?".

So, Collin bought first class tickets and we got to see some of the most breathtaking sights. Whales, waterfalls, sunken battleships, and 3000ft sea cliffs. The world is such a wonderful place if you have the opportunity to slow down and just take it all in. Pictures also to come.

Sadly, in the hustle and bustle of trying to get back to our apartment I left my computer at my mom's house. So I have to use to work computer or Collin's and it's just not the same. I feel like I'm cheating on my laptop.

Going back to work was just as exciting as I thought it'd be. I'm yet again reminded how apathetic I am about this job. My boss lives in la-la land that's all about appearances. He's been telling me he's the vice-president of the company, which is in fact, not true. His brother is the vice-president.

He acts like he manages the place, but all he really does is sign the time cards. He also does the books, but I think I do them better. It's pretty sad when everyone in the corporate office calls your lackey because you don't even know how to do the paperwork properly for the company you like to pretend you the vice-president of.

This could be my longest post ever. But I feel like I have a lot pent up. I haven't even gotten to what I really wanted to talk about. If any one actually reads this, I applaud you for making it this far.

Now that I'm married, the next question the husband and I wonder is, "What about kids?" We both really want children and would like to start sooner rather than later. Is there ever a time you're really ready for children?

I want to be a stay at home mom and my husband supports this. So do I get pregnant and then just quit my job? Do we try to save up a bunch of money before the baby? Do we move first?

Part of me wants to just quit my job and start trying for a baby and just become a house wife. That seriously appeals to me. I feel like working I'm not home enough, like I can't get anything done. I want to spend time with my husband when he comes home from work not do laundry and dishes the whole time.

Here's hoping. I'm a firm believer that everything will work out. The cards are what they are and the chips will fall however they are meant to.

15 Days

It is officially crunch time.

Today is my darling dearest's 26th Birthday. I feel like I let him down this year, but I promise his first birthday as my husband will be awesome. This wedding is just sucking the life out of everyone.

It is a super joyous time, but the stress from it all is making C-man and I feel sick almost all the time. It feels like we'll never get there from here, but in a few short weeks we'll be in Hawaii as husband and wife and we'll get to relax. Something that we both deserve.

I've been running the store where I work for the past week and I'm pleased that things are going smoothly. So far no mishaps and we're almost done with the week. I'm sure my boss will be pleased to find his store didn't run itself into the ground while he was gone.

I'm secretly hoping that the two weeks I'm gone from work this place turns into a storm of epic proportions. I know it's wrong to wish failure on my place of business, but I really want my boss to understand how valuable I am and all the work I do here.

He complains that I talk back. That I'm sick all the time. If he asks for my opinion I give it, he doesn't always like it, but I'm not one to cower from a person. Respect is earned, not given and they don't pay me enough here for me to fear for my job.

While I'm gone I'm refusing to answer my phone. Yet again, they don't pay me enough for me to be on call 24/7.

This past week at work without my boss has been positively blissful. No one barking at me to take care of their personal business. No one getting on my ass for how I do things.

Only 45 minutes left and then I get to head home. Then we need to get ready to leave for Seattle. It's going to be a long weekend, but I can't wait to see my niece.

Every little bit counts, right?

23 days, Blarg!

I am starting to really freak out about the wedding. This weekend is going to be one of the busiest of my life. My mom is driving down to get me right now. Still have to pack things up. I'm so nervous about this weekend that my palms are sweating like crazy. I feel like I'm in high school or something.

Once this weekend is done we'll have a lot of stuff taken care of and that makes me really happy. Now if 1 'clock would roll around so I can go home and get this show on the road. Once I start getting stuff out of the way I'm going to feel so much better.

Yet again, keep reminding myself that in 25 days my white ass will in be in Hawaii.

28 Days

With only 6 weeks until the wedding, Collin and I really felt the need to get into shape. Not just to look good in wedding pictures, or to feel great in Hawaii, but because we want to get healthy while it's still easy. We both want to start having kids shortly after we get married and being in shape will really help with having kids we figure.

So I started a 28 day challenge for myself. The goal is simple. To turn simple activities into habits. I want to turn going to the gym and washing my face twice a day a habit. I'm on day 5 and so far so good. I want to go to the gym twice a week and so far Collin and I have gone three times. It feels awesome.

When we're at the gym doing bench presses we joke about how we'll be able to bench press our kids. (So long as they don't weight more than 'X') That's what I find so enjoyable about weight lifting. I can see that X get bigger each time. I can challenge myself. I feel really powerful after a lifting session. The next two days that I'm sore I just feel like my body is repairing itself and making me stronger and I love that feeling.

It's nice to feel progress even when I can't see it on my love handles... yet. I know that if I keep this up I will see changes, I just have to keep it up!

I've also done awesome on washing my face twice a day so far. My skin freaked out a little bit at first, but it's calming down. It has the shinyness of my youth. Some people don't like to feel shiny. I love it. I feel like I glow.

Glowing is good.

T - 46 days and counting

OMG! Only 46 days until I'm a married woman. I can't wait. We've been together for 7.5 years and I am ready for the next step. So is he. Excitement abounds.

We are steadily crossing things off the list. This past week my fiance and I have paid off the photographer and make-up artist, scheduled my first dress fitting, scheduled my hair-preview, sent out the bridal shower guest list, purchased shoes, ordered my undergarments and I made a necklace and bracelet set to wear for the wedding.


On top of that, I also kept the kitchen sink empty for a week. Which compared to my last post... that's pretty amazing. I also did laundry last week and vacuumed the living room. Collin and I even went to the gym and we're going back tonight!

Something about running out of time always gets my butt in gear. I really do well under pressure. However, the pressure tends to stress me out quite a bit which then leaves me feeling exhausted and nauseous. So to relieve my pressure, I remind myself that in T - minus 48 days, my white behind will be in Maui with my new husband.

And that's all I need.