Daily Archives: 3 May 2004

Not Bad for a Monday

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I was expecting to have a horrible day today, but, for a Monday, it wasn’t bad, really. We submitted the one file I’ve been a little concerned about, and received word of more fundings, so, there’s hope.

And then, I got two calls for job offers. . .but I can afford to be picky, and neither of them were in places where I wanted to work, so I said, “thanks but no.” They both said they got a kick out of my “non-traditional” resume. I’m glad about that.

Anyway…
I’m getting crampy and my temperature’s all wiggy. Tomorrow’s a Curves day, and I’m swimming on the off-days. Any form of exercise that allows you to tan while doing it, and doesn’t require shoes, is a good thing. (I love shoes, but I love being barefoot, too.)

I’m craving something cheesy.
I’m out of cranberry juice, which is dire because I have a brand new bottle of vodka.

But, you know, for a Monday….I’m okay with all that.

Perfect

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The cool thing about blogging is that as you browse through your blogroll, you inevitably find that someone you regularly visit has posted the perfect words to uplift, inspire, or just reassure.

Liz‘s post of The Paradoxical Commandments was just such an item.

Go there. Read them.

April Reading List

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I wasn’t really in a reading mood in April. There are only six books on my list. Partly this is because work was knocking me out, and allergies and heat have been knocking me out, and taxes always make me not want to read.

Partly it’s because I’ve been swimming.

Mostly, it’s because I just haven’t found anything appealing. So this isn’t just a list. It’s a left-handed plea for some new suggestions. That being said, here’s the list:

Extra Virgin, by Annie Hawes
Twelve Days of Terror, by Richard G. Fernicola
Close to Shore*, by Michael Capuzzo
Under the Tuscan Sun, by Frances Mayes
Bella Tuscany, by Frances Mayes
The Moor, by Laurie R. King

*Title marked with an asterisk are repeat-reads.

Taking Responsibility

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So, I completely and utterly fucked up a file at work. Granted, the client has been less than honest about his income, was late in getting his package back to us, etc, but, still, I’m not good at failure and I hate making mistakes.

I stewed about it all weekend, and as a result I’m tired and crabby.

So, I emailed the bosses, and told them the truth, fully expecting blasting and to be fired or something. Because, you know, I always expect the worst.

Instead, I get told, “Don’t stress; it’s no big deal, mistakes happen, and we’ll work it out.”

I really want to be an underwriter.
There’s so much less stress. Real or not.

In other news, I’m taking the test to renew my notary on 5/15. I’m not worried about it – the information is pretty much common sense. Not like the real estate licensing test, the main fault of which is that it was written by Realtors.

It is far too easy to work in this industry.