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Family, butt out! Not much going on, kids. We're being sober in hopes Dan gets a job. Dan's buddy, whose pole barn he uses to work on the truck, has recently met a new girl so they haven't been hanging out much. Mostly its just the pair of us lounging around the house. He's been complaining of lonliness during the day, it happens when you're unemployed, and the only cure I know of is to get out and get a job. Sad but true, work provides most of us with our major social interaction for the day. He's getting to be like me when I wasn't working, attention starved, and I'm getting to be like him, solitary starved, so when I come home from work tension arises. Mostly I just want to spend my free time reading and NOT thinking about sales, but he wants to talk, share, and interact with me when I'm nearly drained. Makes for some fun evenings. Swinging we're pretty much dead. We're communicating with a few couples, but we're not really motivated to go out to any more socials. After trying three or four, we've found them to be a waste of time and money. Its kind of sad, because I do want to go to this one in Toledo for Halloween, but we just don't have the money to throw away. (Dan also got a nice email on how Ohio is trying to change its vice laws and make them hella strict, which means we probably won't be going to Ohio any time soon. Anyone that lives in Ohio should probably call their representative and ask them to vote against House Bill 23. Trust me, its going to be a killer against topless anything on up. Damn election years.) Meeting a couple a few towns over and splurging for a decent dinner is one thing, but going through all the clique ridden bullshit is another. Right now, we're just not ready to do it. Me, I'm also just slacking on keeping up with everyone I have been chatting with, though I know I need to do so. Sometime soon things should sort out, we have met a cool couple in Howell that we want to get together with but it never works out because they never phone me, but right now we're both in too much of a slump to care. Sales is going okay. This week was extremely low because I had to work the restaurant show. That was hella dull. I thought it would be more entertaining, but Larry has already talked to most Michigan and seems to know everything. My boss tells me to ignore him half the time, which is good because I'm really sick of getting pumped by him for which projects I'm working on. Granted, he does have good advice and tosses me a bone once in awhile, but most of time he comes off as an ass. I wanted to whine a little about cold calling and he ended up telling me I'm too content if I only make the hundred grand the company expects of me. Yeah, I would like to make more, but selling isn't my calling in life, especially pest control sales. I'll admit I'm lazy and head home most days at four, but I also don't take a lunch and I'm working at seven thirty onwards if I'm at home. There's also only a set amount of "good hours" to reach people via phone or cold call and you have to work around that. Sure, there's things you can do on the weekend, after five, etc., and I usually end up doing most of my paperwork then, but I don't believe work should extend more than nine hours a day. I was telling my lower boss about how Larry claims he works so much, and she reassured me that no other sales person in there works weekends. My higher boss also does a good job reminding me that I'm doing rather well for the third month of strictly developmental sales. Not everyone can go out and cold call all day. I know I get cold feet, but I'm still plugging away. I just hope it pays off soon. It should. I got three days chock full next week of meetings and inspections so, hey, that's something. Beyond that, I'm just trying to deal with my family. My dad had a bad fall on the fireplace a few days ago and he's still recovering. I haven't gotten around to telling my family that via email, and I don't think I will. I already replied to a general inquiry my grandfather made and he sent the information to my Aunt Cheryl. I don't think that's right, but I'm not going to call him on it. I just politely returned her email with a "thanks for the phone number but we're doing okay right now" line. Personally, this gets my goat because I really dislike my Aunt Cheryl and I figured everyone knew that. Granted, she's geographically the closest relative I have, living somewhere in South Lyon but I've never managed to find where, but she's extremely meddling. She's also a major control freak that will try to play with your head to get you to do what she wants. I know, my dad has that tendency too, but she makes these assumptions about how I should be or act that have always disturbed me. (For the record, this was the aunt that repeatedly bought me makeup and new clothes every Christmas in hopes of making me into a girly girl.) I know I'm going to have a hell of a fight after Dad dies to have him cremated with a short service at the house, as opposed to burying him with a big funeral, but I don't want to start problems before he's gone. He doesn't need that shit and neither do I. So, hopefully, Aunt Cheryl will keep her nose in her own children's business and leave mine the hell alone. Slight good news in the family is that I'm starting a relationship with my Aunt Kim. She seems rather cool and has always been known as the nonjudgmental one. Of course, her kids would differ with that remark, but as she lives in South Carolina we've never really gotten to know each other. We chatted for a little while a few days ago, and we've promised to call each other off and on. Frankly, I think this could be a good thing as she'll listen to my stress about my dad and offer solutions instead of trying to step in and take over. That's my main fear with Aunt Cheryl, her taking over because she thinks she knows what is best for him. I've lived with him the longest and I know his beliefs more than she does, so I really don't want her in the picture taking away any rights I have to help him out or let him choose not to recieve help. Personally, I believe the choice to refuse help is one that our society tends not to respect these days, though it really should. People have the right to die with dignity any way they choose. I know my dad won't want to continue living past a certain point where he can no longer do things on his own, and that should be respected. I really don't want her insisting that we redesign the house, move him somewhere else, or keep him alive when he doesn't want to be. Anyway, that's all that's going on right now. Its noon so I'm going to play video games while Dan figures out his day. Daphne |