So, many moons ago, I discovered there was such a thing as a program in public policy and I got a Masters degree in it. Now, I see this article in the Washington Post today. Now, I will never claim that I thought I was going to change the world, or the federal government, but it would be nice to think those 2 years were not a total waste of my time. I do think I did get some skills from it. Still. Ouch.
Well, under the wire yet again. I hope all those people who commute long distances know to get up early tomorrow. And that their carpool is functioning again. I will be a bit late since I told Jillian I would do her hair in the morning and she went to bed before any of the voting happened. I am not sure how I feel at the moment, but I am definitely happy for all those people, government and not, who are feeling a serious financial pinch due to the shutdown. I hope the re-opening did not come too late.
Ah, yes. Here we are. Government shutdown. As of about noon today, I do not work. And I don't know when I start to work again. Congress has lived down to its potential and ridiculousness has set in. We will get paid for 6 days of work next Friday, since we haven't been paid yet for 6 days in Sept., but who knows how much the next check will be. Or when. I am thankful that I am not a single parent relying on that paycheck, and that my husband works for a private company, so he will continue to get paid. I will try to find some things to do around the house that don't cost extra money, and maybe I'll get a bit more exercise than I usually do. While I twiddle my thumbs and wait. Good grief. Who are those people who think this is a good idea? Ugh.
I know I don't completely understand the boy thing, cuz, well, I'm not one, but how is it that last night of my 3 kids, the only one who didn't pee in their pants (even though she was wearing a pull-up) was the one who's not even 4 yet. My washing machine was not that happy with all the bedding that got washed today. Ugh.
In reality, it's probably just that they were exhausted. We all went to the Mall yesterday. The boys took a pass through Nickelodeon's Worldwide Day of Play and were disenchanted with the crowds and the fact that the show celebrities weren't really playing. Then, Jillian and I joined them after her ballet class ended and we went to the National Book Festival where Jillian got to take a picture with Princess P from Super Why and Buddy the Dinosaur from Dinosaur Train, and Jarrett actually got to go up on stage with Jarrett Krosoczka and bond over their names. It was all kinds of awesome. And then Elliott got his book autographed by the other Jarrett. And if that was not enough, we then went and spent an hour and a half in the American History Museum. And rode home on the Metro, with it's track rehab extending the trip by at least 30 minutes, I swear. It was a very long day. So, I suppose I should forgive them. But if Jillian can wake up at 3 AM and go to the bathroom without incident, why can't they? Ugh. Boys.
Today we saw the U of MD women play soccer against NC State, went to Barnes and Noble, and had more bathroom issues. God help me. I thought with no more diapers, this stuff would get easier.
I need to go to bed. I'm tired too, and it's the last week of the federal fiscal year. When you are in budget, it's a little bit of a crazy time. I haven't checked the news lately, but fingers crossed that the Congress can get their heads out of their asses without too much more kerfuffle and pass a continuing resolution so the government can stay open and I can continue to get paid.
I am glad this week is over. The first week at the new job is never easy, but this one went pretty well. I haven't made any major screw-ups yet. *knocks wood* I am eating way too much though -- if the stress eating keeps up, I will gain way too much weight. Must get that under control.
We are trying to start potty-training Jillian. She is marginally interested. Maybe. We'll see. Today I took the boys to a birthday party for a child they had never met, but it was at a sort of better version of Chuck E. Cheese with laser tag and go karts, so they had a pretty good time. And I told them they would, after we endured a 1 and 1/2 hour trip to get there. Stupid accident on 270.
I am looking forward to this next week, although my DVR will probably not know what hit it. J and I have managed to get through all of the Dollhouse episodes from last year, and now we only have the ones from January left. Unfortunately, I don't know that we will get them done before Monday night. But maybe at least one more. Bring on the premieres!!!
So, first, Happy Birthday to tlace today and sowell tomorrow! I hope you both have a great day! And that the new TV season treats you well.
I started my new job today -- a long day of meeting people that I already do not remember and a meeting or two about things I do not understand. And I get to do it all again tomorrow. I get to put off the fingerprinting in the short term because I don't carry around my SS card or my passport with me. I also get to try to learn how to use the shiny new blackberry that they gave me today. I have very little idea of what I am doing with it, but given that my personal phone is dying like it's been shot up with cyanide, the timing is pretty good.
J and I have been trying to work our way through a bit of the Dollhouse backlog on the DVR before the new season starts, and it is a slow process. But, it's moving. I am ready for new TV though. I tried out the new CW shows last week, and I'll try them again (as there's no real competition against them), but I don't know that they will stick.
Oh, and as for the VMAs? *snooze* What VMAs? Soooo boring. Ugh. I know that I am old, but was it just a really lame music year or something? Blah.
And now for the RL "Oh, God." Tomorrow, I am going to call and accept a new job. In a place that I know no one and where I will be the boss for the first time. I am so nervous. And I am dreading telling my current boss, who was my friend long before she was my boss, because I have worked in my current place for over 10 years and it will be hard to leave. But, I need to not be afraid of change and a new challenge. Which the new job will certainly be. I am not a person who seeks out change, but I am hopeful that this will be a good change for me, my career, and the family. It will cut my commute almost in half, which can only be good. My fingers are crossed. And the butterflies in my stomach will just have to settle in for the long haul.
First, a happy birthday tomorrow to _missmargaret_ who writes some absolutely fabulous Bones fanfiction. If I could, I would give you something creative for your birthday, but alas and alack, I am definitely of the analytical type. That said, I hope you have a great day and a great year!
My in-laws are coming for a visit on Weds. (now that my MIL's gangrene situation is on the mend -- I kid you not. Bizarre story. Let us all hope the fingers don't fall off while she's here.) and I knew that she would insist on watching Grey's, so I needed to watch last week's episode before then.
This week's episode seems like it will be a doozy. And I will just have to put up with watching it with my MIL. Why watching TV with her is difficult, I don't really know.
In other Grey's news, Izzie is not to return again. Which once upon a time would have bothered me, but really, it was time. I'll tell you what does bother me. ( Collapse )
So, I really need to go to bed since this week has the potential to be crazy -- my supervisor is out all week and let's just say, when you work for even the Human Services part of the federal Department of Health and Human Services, the passage of health care reform can carry some unpleasant work tasks to be completed in, what for the government, is virtually no time. *sigh* Job security is good, right? Benefits are good, right? I can deal with the crazies. I must deal with the crazies. Oh, I forgot. I'm always the crazy one. Everyone else is sane. Must remember that!
I had the day off today -- just to do stuff, you know. Like buy more chairs for the dining room table so that we can seat more than 3 people in there, and go to the grocery store and start to try to decide what color to paint Jillian's room.... But the problem is, now I think that tomorrow is Saturday. Not Friday. Why do I have to go to work? Why? And yet, it's been a hellish few weeks and it's August and people are on vacation all over the place, and so I must go to work to help my co-workers (the ones who are there, anyway) keep their sanity. But are we sure tomorrow is Friday? Ugh.
On a vastly different note: I saw my first episode of True Blood the other night (free HBO for a few months), and, well, I wasn't quite sure what to think. It's kind of nutty to try to jump into a show this far in, but everyone seems to be talking about it, so I thought I'd give it a whirl. Kind of funky. And I don't get who this big bad woman is, but God, it's driving me crazy trying to figure out who the actress is. I need to get on IMdb. Anyway, I might try it again this week. It's ending soon for the season, right? Hmmm.
ETA: Oh, God. According to IMdb, I passively absorbed so much Star Trek: TNG in college, that that's how I know that Maryann woman. Good grief.