Shit glued to other shit

I know I haven’t been keeping up the blog posts lately.  I swear I don’t know where the time goes! I do know I’m usually pretty wiped out when I get home and all I really want to do is lay in bed and watch TV. I think I need more iron or something.

Anyway…  had a great time on Saturday at the Junk Bonanza with Val and Claudia. I mentioned there seemed to be a lot of shit glued to other shit and we got a lot of mileage out of that idea.  Here are some of the photos:


And here’s another one showing shit glued or stuck to other shit:


See, the problem is that some people think they can just glue shit to other shit and sell it. Sometimes for a lot of money!  Now don’t get me wrong, I love buying handmade stuff.  But it should always be well made, and of course, unique. For instance, Val got this great bracelet that was made out of an innertube. It was really cool. It’s not cool when people just literally glue shit to other shit and call it a craft.

Although judging by some of the horrors on Etsy and Regretsy, there must be a lot of money in that!




I have the best husband in the world.  Not only does he put up with me and my crap, but he also does the most awesome things for other people.  Not because he has to, but because he wants to.

We’re leaving for Montana in the morning. It’s going to be a quick trip out and back so we can be with his cousin Missy and her family. Sadly they lost their 15-year old son, Jory, in a motorcycle accident. We were fortunate to spend a long weekend with them two years ago. I can’t imagine what they’re going through right now. Hopefully having family around will help in some way.

Nothing much…

Nothing much is going on around here.  On Sunday we had a big barbeque at Coon Rapids Dam Regional Park in honor of Father’s Day.  I couldn’t convince my Dad to leave the house, but pretty much everyone else showed up. We got rained on a bit, but it was a nice day no matter what the weather was like.

We made ribs, chicken and brats on the grill and had potato and taco salads.  I should have taken pictures of the food!



It might be time to admit I’m just plain depressed

I’m tired of complaining and feeling depressed. The problem is, I’m not entirely sure what to do about it. I don’t believe in taking medication unless it’s absolutely necessary – and before anyone gets all pissed off at me, I’m not saying medication is unnecessary or inappropriate – it’s just not MY choice for most things.

Part of my depression is likely due to the situation at work. I’m mad at myself for investing so much of myself into a relationship that ended up being nowhere near as important as I thought – or as I made it, I guess. When I started this job over three years ago, I went to work for someone I knew. And someone I respected. Notice I’m speaking in the past tense.  I’m not someone who’s prone to kidding herself. I’ve gone through enough stuff to know myself and believe me, I’m still not sure what the hell happened. And the worst part is that I just can’t let it go.  I think the only way I can is to go somewhere else.

And that brings us to the other part of my recent issues.  For all the phone calls and emails I get telling me what a great resume I have, I’m still sitting here with no real prospects.  Today was really frustrating. I had a phone interview yesterday that went really well. So well in fact, the hiring manager wanted me to come in for an in-person interview later the same day. I wasn’t able to do that, but I told him I was on PTO today and could come in at any time.  He said he’d text me back with a time… Then late today I get a call from the consulting company telling me my resume was being “put on hold” while they interviewed another candidate.  WHAT? I’m confused.

This kind of thing has been happening a lot. Either they love me, but they don’t want to pay that kind of salary; they love me but oops I don’t have a degree; or they want me to work a crazy rotating shift that is (no offense) pretty far below my experience level and skill set. I mention that last one because I have been contacted a half dozen times about the SAME job, at UHG, that has a shift that’s four ten-hour days, 7 a.m. to 7 p.m., four days off and the four ten-hour days again, but 7 p.m. to 7 a.m.  They’ve been trying to fill that one for about the last two years.  For sure the last six months because that’s how long they’ve been calling me!  And apparently Target doesn’t like to hire it’s own… or something.  Can’t even get a callback from that place.  And I really did leave on good terms.  Or at least I thought I did.  Now I’m even questioning that!

There’s really no wrap-up for this post. I’m depressed, and I need a new job. That is all.


Sick again…

I can’t decide if I’ve still got the same crud I’ve had since the beginning of January or if this is something new.  I ended up working from home the past two days. And why didn’t I just call in sick to work you’re probably asking yourself (my imaginary readers)…  well, that would be because someone decided we will absolutely roll out a new application this weekend.  In spite of  pretty much the whole team expressing concerns.

At least Mike is going to get my Dad’s groceries for me.  Because, yeah, have to work Saturday, too.

The end of an era… sort of

No, I’m not making a reference to Whitney Houston.  It’s sad that another talented person died too soon. But that’s not at all what this post is about.

Mike isn’t working Saturday afternoons anymore.  Yeah, kind of a let-down after that opening, huh?

He’s been working a split shift on Saturday for years.  Which means I plan all my errands around his being gone.  Now he’s THERE.  It’s kind of weird…  Yesterday he went with me to get groceries. I plan my Saturdays around his nap time.  What the heck am I supposed to do now???

I’m not complaining about having him home.  I just need some adjustment time! Now he’s going to realize I actually spend Saturday afternoon in my chair watching ID. I may actually have to do a load of laundry or something. Dang it…

I must be out of touch…

I haven’t been to the movies in a long time. The last movie I saw in the theater was a cartoon.  Pretty sure it was Rango. Nothing that’s come out this past year was worth seeing – other than Atlas Shrugged Part 1 (which I saw twice). I finally saw Bridesmaids on DVD and I just didn’t think it was all that funny.  I thought the best friend was a pathetic self-centered brat. The only funny part of the movie was the gal that plays Molly on Mike and Molly. Now she was funny. The rest of the cast not so much.

We had planned to go see Margin Call when it came out but just never found the time. We got it on Netflix this past weekend and now I’m happy we didn’t spend a chunk of money seeing it in the theater. It could have been good, but it was just okay. Not a good explanation of the financial crisis as it had been presented to be.  If you didn’t already know some of the back story, you were left going WTH.  And I kept expecting more from Kevin Spacey. Even though his acting is kind of hit-or-miss.

So, I’m pretty sure I won’t be going to the theater again until another cartoon comes out – or for Atlas Shrugged Part 2 (due out April 15).


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