A long week.

I don't want to complain about work on here all the time. I'm sick of being overwhelmed by it so until it calms down I'm not going to complain about it again.

Last night, Cowboy and I hopped on the motorcycle (side note: we're watching Rudy as I write this and even though I seen it 100x, I'm still crying) and went out for Mexican food. We meet up with the son and DIL. Good food. Then off to the pet store to look at the puppies. They had a baby boxer that was adorable. I kept telling Cowboy we either needed a puppy or a baby. He would just smile and shake his head.

I told the son that we could call him "uncle" instead of having a little brother (32 years apart).

Today is off to play golf. Tomorrow is a soccer game-not that I know anything about soccer but it's a fundraiser for a wonderful program, Amethyst Place. It is a transitional living program for women and their children as they work on their recovery.

Relaxing the rest of the time.

He's the Man.

I went to work at 7a yesterday and got home at 7p last night. Today, it was work at 8a and home at 8p. Cowboy asked why I was working so late since I was the boss. He thinks that I should delegate to others. I wish it were that simple.

However, when I got home he had mowed the yard, cleaned the house, taken care of my sick dog, had grilled chicken and squash ready on the stove. And then, he made brownies, melt in your mouth brownies.

He's the MAN!

bye-bye miata

Our beloved Miata found a new home last Saturday. Cowboy and I discussed it for a long time and finally decided that we needed to sell the car. We didn't really need three vehicles and I was driving it less and less. We now have the motorcycle so that will be our fun mode of transportation. I was a little sad but felt pretty okay when I saw the cash go into the bank and think about getting new counter tops for the kitchen.

The car went to a cute 83 year old man who brought his girlfriend of 15 years with him to look at the car. He had just given up riding motorcycles and still wanted to have some fun. He emailed Cowboy yesterday and reported that he had a problem with the car. His problem was that all his kids and grand kids were showing up at his house to drive and ride in the car and he wasn't able to drive it himself. Isn't that cute.

A Super Long Weekend

So I decided to take a few days off. I've been working very long hours and had plans to have my niece and nephew come to the big city and stay with us.

Friday night, Sadie was licking her paw and when I investigated, I found this disgusting sore on her foot. I'm not sure where she got it and when she got it but her toe was swollen and the sore was just nasty. So early, Saturday morning I called the vet and off we went for a drop in appointment. They were going to work her in between appointments but when we got there our very nice vet went ahead and saw her. $85 dollars later with antibiotics and an anti-inflammatory we were on our way. Not sure what caused it but we are watching it.

Then it was off to the farm. We stopped by Mom and Dad's for a visit. I helped Mom set up her new digital camera and uploaded her pictures from her vacation so she could have the prints sent to her home. Then it was off to the big birthday party for my nephew. BooMan turned 14 on August 2nd but was traveling from NC to KS so today was the big party.

Part of our birthday present to him was to bring him back to the city for some golf. Sunday we played with our friend Steve. It was Steve and I against BooMan and Cowboy. We lost by 4 stokes compliments of me. My short game was bad. BooMan got a new hybrid and played well.

Monday morning, I had to go to work to take care of time cards and give a corrective action to an employee. Cowboy took BooMan to golf. They played 36 holes and just had a blast. I ended up working until 11ish and then met my mom and sister for lunch and the pass off of Lil' Miss. It was the girls day to do a little shopping. So off we went. I haven't shopped for 11 year olds for a long time so it was fun. Check out one of her favorite outfits.

Sunday night was dinner and then out for frozen custard. BooMan beat me at golf on the Wii and then off to bed. Today was family day. My brother and his wife brought up my oldest niece on their way to pick up their kids. My sister and her husband and three grand kids also came to the big city. We all packed up and headed to the water park. What a perfect family day. I would have been better if Cowboy had been able to join us--the dentist had other plans for him.

It was good to have a break from work but I know I will pay for it for the next week or so. I'm starting to get stressed just thinking about it.

The Freak

I work with a Freak. He is absolutely crazy and is making me nuts at my work and adding stress where there is already more than is needed.

Just a bit of history, the Freak has no boundaries and used to come in my office to talk for hours. Then he sent me a very passive aggressive email about something that I had nothing to do with, it was pretty out of line. So I back off from having any conversations with him that didn't relate to work. He then had a break down at work and started crying and playing a victim. At that point, I was done.

I have worked hard at having civil working relationship. Then about three weeks ago, he yelled at two of my co-workers and then started a round of emails that were nuts. I responded to the emails and then next 8 emails were very defensive and blaming. He's f***ing nuts. I finally stopped responding.

Tuesday, he called me and left some jumbled message. I called him back and he told me to just "deal" with it. Well, okay. I had no idea what he was talking about. Come to find out, my co-worker told him that she knew about the problem and was going to deal with it. So he then blames me and tells me to "deal with it".

He then wanted me to fill out a spreadsheet about door locks. I told him I didn't have time to do that and his response was that he was going to call our CFO and he hung up. I'm so done with it by this time.

I talked with the CFO about how crazy he was and about how done I was with him. The Freak then sent me an email doing what I wanted in the first place. Then today, the Freak called me and we were having a civil conversation when I told him that he needs to look at his part in all this shit. He said he did and this was all about me. He is crazy. I hung up on him.

The Freak then talked with a co-worker and told him that I was a "control-freak" and there was a conspiracy to plot against him. First of all, what the F*** and secondly, I don't have that kind of time. The co-worker also revealed to me that he is attributing some things to me that I don't have anything to do with.

I'm so done with the Freak. He needs to go check into the nut house and leave me alone.

Just ranting.....

Taco Tuesday

It's be a long stressful day so I called Cowboy and reminded him that it was Taco Tuesday and I would treat. We both got home after a long day and hopped on the motorcycle and headed out for taco's. Yummy. We to our favorite cheese dip, and two tacos each all for under $10. Love Taco Tuesday.

I'm very stressed about work and am working long hours. Sometimes it gets better and other days it's not so good. Lots of changes and lots of anxiety.

Have I told you

So Cowboy and I do this thing. I'll say, "Have I told you that I love our house?" and he'll reply with something about it being a couple of weeks or not lately or something along those lines and then when I say "well, I do love our house." He say something like "it's okay" or "it's pretty nice."

Tonight on the way home from work, he turned the tables on me and said "Have I told you told you lately that I love you and I love our house?"

"No"

"Well, I love you and I love our house"

Aaaahhhhh....that's the first time he said he loved our house.