I've been back in Oklahoma for a couple of weeks. The snow followed me down from Wisconsin and wreaked havoc on Oklahoma. Four inches here and you'd think the world came to an end. There were wrecks, and closed roads, and they nearly shut down the entire city over it. It was actually kinda funny.
I finally changed banks. Well, I didn't close my old account yet, but I opened a new checking account. I'll get the direct deposit working and make sure the bill-pay is working correctly, THEN I'll put my old bank on notice. My old bank was a pain-in-the-you-know-what. No solutions; just obstacles. With my new bank I actually have a personal relationship with an account manager! Woo Hoo! She is empowered to handle all my banking needs. This is so cool, why didn't I do this sooner? AND, and... She spelled my name correctly the first time, and continued to spell my full name correctly every time. YES! She didn't ask the same questions over and over and make me repeat silly stuff like my phone number and address. She was PROFESSIONAL!
I know, I'm so easily impressed.
I guess I'm annoyed by dumb people who have some semblance of authority over me. Like an illiterate banker, or robot-people at my cell-phone company. People who make constant mistakes in spelling, or ask me to repeat all my information on page 2 when I already did it on page 1. When Rob and I were married and had a joint checking account, the new box of checks came in with his last name spelled correctly and MY last name spelled incorrectly... and get this: It was the SAME last name! Yeah, really! DUH!
And then... you won't believe this: I started getting junk mail with the same misspelling. The bank insisted that they do not give out our information to mailing lists, but I disagree. How else would I:
a.) start getting junk mail at a new address?
b.) have such an interesting misspelling?
I made a complaint, but they insisted that it was impossible. Privacy notice and all that... yeah right.
Anyway.
The last two weeks have found me working on the Wisconsin blueprints. I have the job designed and the materials' list (nearly done). Monday, we are putting together the 332's and submitting the design for approval. Tuesday, I get to start on Michigan's blueprints.
I really can't wait to be back on a project. Too much time at the office makes me nervous. There are some people who I can only take small doses of. 'Nuf said.
I watched "Cold Mountain" for the second time tonight. The girls used to tell me that when they saw Renee Zellweger's character "Ruby Thewes" they immediately thought of me. I didn't really pay attention to the movie the first time to see the resemblance, but this time around, I believe I do. That's cool, I'm flattered.
I'm in the middle of a little "Spring cleaning" fever right now. Getting rid of a little excess baggage...
I'll be back to myself just as soon as Spring breaks. Meanwhile, I'm crazy as a loon.
I gave the Sugar Gliders to Tayla and Junior. They are really enjoying them. Junior fell in love with them last Summer when they visited, so I asked them if they wanted them, and of course they said yes. I'm cleaning house. Better watch out. If you don't move it, I'll wash it.
I actually bought bleach and did ALL the laundry today. Sheets, curtains, quilts, rugs, even stuff that wasn't technically dirty. Have you ever spent $40 worth of quarters at a laundromat? Me neither, until today.
Well, I'm going to crawl between my freshly laundered sheets and make some snoring noises.
Goodnight.
MsAmber
I call this blog "Wilderness Girl", because like Moses, I feel it is my destiny to wander through the wilderness for 40 years until I have learned the lessons I need. Only then will I be allowed to settle down and apply them... . .
Bad Poetry?
- MsAmber
- I am complex, yet simple. I am hearty and frail. I am selfish and generous. I let my emotions prevail. I want to make some sense of it. Of Life, and Love, and God. I want to bring back the simple things. I know that makes me odd. But if you'll stay and read awhile maybe you'll start to see. Then maybe I can share with you a little part of me. MsAmber