I really like to do projects. Let me rephrase that, I'm on overly fond of actually doing projects but I love the outcome when the projects are finished. I feel as though Bill and I have done a lot of projects around our house to make it better and I'm proud of that.
While I'm away this week in Texas Bill said that he was gonna do some projects and surprise me. I like surprises but I asked him what he was going to do to make sure that it is a project that we had previously discussed and it's what we both wanted. He told me and I agreed that it's a great project for him to begin. Bill then informs me that he knows the way to my heart. He said it isn't candy, home cooked meals, jewelry, or romance but it is chores being done, errands being run, and projects completed. I laughed for a minute but he is totally correct. When that stuff is taken care of that means that it is one less thing for me to have to do.
I love coming home to a clean house, laundry done, food in the fridge, and Bill and Summitt waiting for me. Not a lot to ask for! I have suddenly realized that I have turned into a grown up....scary.
Enjoy your view and good luck on your upcoming project!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
An old friend
It's always fun to forge friendships and then part ways, and catch up with friends of the past to see what they have been doing. Well, you always want them to be successful and happy in whatever they have chosen to do. When I lived in West Palm Beach I befriended the golf writer Tim Rosaforte. We lived in the same area, we played tennis, and I became friendly with his family. He's a great guy, good personality, very generous, and a great family man.
Whenever I turn on the TV to watch a golf event, more times than not I see him commentating. Personally, I think that's pretty impressive. He's good at what he does as well. I decided to write to him and try and catch up. I wrote him a letter tell him how impressed I am with him and wanted to know how his family is and such. I'm not sure he will write back to me or get in touch with me but at least he knows that I was thinking of him and I am proud of him.
Enjoy your view!
Whenever I turn on the TV to watch a golf event, more times than not I see him commentating. Personally, I think that's pretty impressive. He's good at what he does as well. I decided to write to him and try and catch up. I wrote him a letter tell him how impressed I am with him and wanted to know how his family is and such. I'm not sure he will write back to me or get in touch with me but at least he knows that I was thinking of him and I am proud of him.
Enjoy your view!
Working Smarter vs Working Harder
I have always said that I would rather work smarter than working harder. It's not that I don't enjoy to work, I really like it. I feel productive. Most people that know me say I'm a workaholic and I just smile. We both know they are right when they say that, I know I am too. Now I work with a great group of people, some I'm more fond of than others but that happens in every work place.
This week in Texas has been challenging from the get go. I like challenging and I am up for it. However, this first few days I'm about over it. I work with these three women who think they are better than everyone else I work with. It's okay if they think that but they should really keep it to themselves. They also happen to be three people who work harder than working smarter. They routinely put in 12-14 hours a day of busy work and they brag to everyone just how much they are working. Well, knock yourselves out, I mean who wants to be meandering the halls of a hospital at 10pm just looking at rooms. It's actually humorous to see them together and the little "ego boosting" clinic that they put on for each other.
Oh well, that's why there are different ways to skin a cat. I just prefer the easy, fast, intelligent way rather than the long, drawn out, difficult way. Go figure!
This week in Texas has been challenging from the get go. I like challenging and I am up for it. However, this first few days I'm about over it. I work with these three women who think they are better than everyone else I work with. It's okay if they think that but they should really keep it to themselves. They also happen to be three people who work harder than working smarter. They routinely put in 12-14 hours a day of busy work and they brag to everyone just how much they are working. Well, knock yourselves out, I mean who wants to be meandering the halls of a hospital at 10pm just looking at rooms. It's actually humorous to see them together and the little "ego boosting" clinic that they put on for each other.
Oh well, that's why there are different ways to skin a cat. I just prefer the easy, fast, intelligent way rather than the long, drawn out, difficult way. Go figure!
Friday, June 20, 2008
While the Cats away....
Bill is out of town this weekend. He went to visit his childhood friend in Tallahassee. I'm really glad he got to go, he was really looking forward to it and I'm sure it will be nice for him to be back in Tally.
While he's gone I will catch up on a few things that need to be done around here but mainly just have some much needed "me time."
Like most folks I know my life is extremely busy with "must dos" and "have to get tos.'" Sometimes it's hard to find time for luxuries but I will this weekend....I'll treat myself.
While he's gone I will catch up on a few things that need to be done around here but mainly just have some much needed "me time."
Like most folks I know my life is extremely busy with "must dos" and "have to get tos.'" Sometimes it's hard to find time for luxuries but I will this weekend....I'll treat myself.
Humbled
Every once in awhile I get a kick in the ass or get knocked down a peg or two and it reminds me to "breathe in, breathe out, and move on, practice patience, and be grateful for my life. This week was definitely humbling. I spent the first part of the week in Delaware. Fair enough Delaware is not a huge state and I didn't expect much.
I worked with my coworker named Patsy, she's been with the company for about as long as I have, lives in Texas, has a slow southern draw, and is even slower to grasp most things. That being said, I really enjoy working with her...for short periods of time. First we met at BWI, her plane was late and she couldn't find me in the airport, after me being on the phone with her for literally 45 minutes trying to direct her to where I was she finally showed up. We go to get the rental car (the one she rented) and she turns to me and says, "Oh Autumn, I brought the wrong paperwork, I don't have my confirmation for the rental car." I just started laughing, thinking to myself, God what a long week this will be. We finally got the rental car.
So as we are driving to Delaware, Patsy proceeds to practically ride the break on the highway. I am not good for long car rides, my stomach gets a bit queasy. So I asked if I could drive and she proceeds to tell me that's a great idea because all this traffic is making her nervous. Great! We finally made it to Delaware, checked into our hotel and met our other coworker. We actually worked that night into the night and got back to our Hotel about 5am. We were exhausted and Patsy claimed she was going to sleep the day away.
The Hampton Inn allowed us a late check out at 12:00pm. I woke up around 10ish and proceeded to putz around my room. As I called Patsy's room around 11:45 to see if I could get the keys to put my bags in the car there was no answer. I proceed to walk to her room where I bang on the door and there's no answer. So I go downstairs and have the front desk call her again, and I try her cell phone. No answer. Again, I go and beat the hell out of her door. It is now 12:00pm and Patsy comes to the door in a tee shirt, pajama pants, and her hair all astray. She asks me why I am banging on her door while she's trying to sleep? I then tell her that it's now 12:15 and we need to check out. She can't believe that we need to go now, the front desk called her as well and said that she needs to get ready as soon as possible because they want to have her check out and clean her room. She tells me to occupy myself for the next 30 minutes and she will call me when she's ready to leave the hotel! Go figure.
As you would imagine our next two days were a hoot as well. Well, I start telling my mom this story and it dawns on me that I really need to relax, breathe in, breath out, and move on. The reality is I am 29 years old, and Patsy is 62 years old. We are on different wave lengths. I'm sure when I am 62 I will be similiar to Patsy in my thinking.
So I wrote a note thanking Patsy for working with me this week, and I let her know it was nice to work with her. She humbles me, makes me realize that I don't have to go a million miles an hour, I can relax a bit. Maybe if I did slow down a bit I would enjoy things like Patsy does, she's forever pointing out beautiful flowers, great sky scapes, and huge buildings. She's too funny.
Until next time!
I worked with my coworker named Patsy, she's been with the company for about as long as I have, lives in Texas, has a slow southern draw, and is even slower to grasp most things. That being said, I really enjoy working with her...for short periods of time. First we met at BWI, her plane was late and she couldn't find me in the airport, after me being on the phone with her for literally 45 minutes trying to direct her to where I was she finally showed up. We go to get the rental car (the one she rented) and she turns to me and says, "Oh Autumn, I brought the wrong paperwork, I don't have my confirmation for the rental car." I just started laughing, thinking to myself, God what a long week this will be. We finally got the rental car.
So as we are driving to Delaware, Patsy proceeds to practically ride the break on the highway. I am not good for long car rides, my stomach gets a bit queasy. So I asked if I could drive and she proceeds to tell me that's a great idea because all this traffic is making her nervous. Great! We finally made it to Delaware, checked into our hotel and met our other coworker. We actually worked that night into the night and got back to our Hotel about 5am. We were exhausted and Patsy claimed she was going to sleep the day away.
The Hampton Inn allowed us a late check out at 12:00pm. I woke up around 10ish and proceeded to putz around my room. As I called Patsy's room around 11:45 to see if I could get the keys to put my bags in the car there was no answer. I proceed to walk to her room where I bang on the door and there's no answer. So I go downstairs and have the front desk call her again, and I try her cell phone. No answer. Again, I go and beat the hell out of her door. It is now 12:00pm and Patsy comes to the door in a tee shirt, pajama pants, and her hair all astray. She asks me why I am banging on her door while she's trying to sleep? I then tell her that it's now 12:15 and we need to check out. She can't believe that we need to go now, the front desk called her as well and said that she needs to get ready as soon as possible because they want to have her check out and clean her room. She tells me to occupy myself for the next 30 minutes and she will call me when she's ready to leave the hotel! Go figure.
As you would imagine our next two days were a hoot as well. Well, I start telling my mom this story and it dawns on me that I really need to relax, breathe in, breath out, and move on. The reality is I am 29 years old, and Patsy is 62 years old. We are on different wave lengths. I'm sure when I am 62 I will be similiar to Patsy in my thinking.
So I wrote a note thanking Patsy for working with me this week, and I let her know it was nice to work with her. She humbles me, makes me realize that I don't have to go a million miles an hour, I can relax a bit. Maybe if I did slow down a bit I would enjoy things like Patsy does, she's forever pointing out beautiful flowers, great sky scapes, and huge buildings. She's too funny.
Until next time!
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Hanging with the Oldsters!
This week I am in Pennsylvania in a town with population of little to none. Honestly, this town is probably the smallest town I have ever set foot in. We are working in two long term care facilities in neighboring towns. Now, I am an ER nurse by trade. I enjoy the adrenaline rush of being in the ER and not knowing what will come in the door next. I thrive on that. I enjoy being busy and I welcome an organized chaotic environment. Let me tell you I have experience none of that this past week. It's been down right boring.
The only redeeming factor in working with the folks employed at the long term care facilities is that I also get to interact with the residents who are between 100 years old and dead. However, they are so cute. While in the facility I smile and greet each resident I make eye contact with. Some are entertaining and others are confused and combative. What a mix! I have always been attracted to the elderly folks and I have always been older in spirit than what I am in years. I like hearing their stories and listening to them speak of their kids and grandkids. Some are more interactive than others.
Today their big activity was Bingo! As we were there the activities coordinator was helping the nursing staff round up the residents to bring them to Bingo. There is no better sight than 5 eager and excited elderly residents in wheelchairs packed in a elevator waiting to go to Bingo. The place was a buzz because it was Bingo today. As I peeked into the Bingo room to see all the people at tables the activities coordinator asked if I wanted to help call out the numbers. I said I would have loved to but I was really there to work and I didn't think it would look too good for me to be calling Bingo Numbers while I was on company time. Seeing their faces just made my day.
I'm sure Bill and I will eventually occupy beds at some assisted living facility in the distant...distant future. All I can hope is that we have our health, sense of humor, and each other.
Here's to the oldsters!!!
The only redeeming factor in working with the folks employed at the long term care facilities is that I also get to interact with the residents who are between 100 years old and dead. However, they are so cute. While in the facility I smile and greet each resident I make eye contact with. Some are entertaining and others are confused and combative. What a mix! I have always been attracted to the elderly folks and I have always been older in spirit than what I am in years. I like hearing their stories and listening to them speak of their kids and grandkids. Some are more interactive than others.
Today their big activity was Bingo! As we were there the activities coordinator was helping the nursing staff round up the residents to bring them to Bingo. There is no better sight than 5 eager and excited elderly residents in wheelchairs packed in a elevator waiting to go to Bingo. The place was a buzz because it was Bingo today. As I peeked into the Bingo room to see all the people at tables the activities coordinator asked if I wanted to help call out the numbers. I said I would have loved to but I was really there to work and I didn't think it would look too good for me to be calling Bingo Numbers while I was on company time. Seeing their faces just made my day.
I'm sure Bill and I will eventually occupy beds at some assisted living facility in the distant...distant future. All I can hope is that we have our health, sense of humor, and each other.
Here's to the oldsters!!!
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