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Kudos to Mr. Ferguson.

So on Wednesday my co-worker and I got emails saying that we needed to be in the office on Thursday to discuss a new project.  Not terribly unusual at all, and we frequently get away with only working from home two days a week (sometimes less) so no real reason to bitch about it.  I rolled in a little late, but other than that things seemed like your pretty typical morning.

That changed fairly early on.

Two employees in our section of the company had their positions terminated yesterday because the department is being restructured and their jobs aren’t needed anymore.   I went out for a break and came back to find my co-worker gone.  Got the word on what happened a few minutes later, and was pretty much in shock.

Of course, there was more shock when shortly after that I was offered a management position.

Basically, I’m going to be the person who would have been my boss had that position existed before yesterday and we’re hiring someone to take my place. 

It’s a very exciting time for me, but kinda scary too.  My job is mostly going to stay the same, with a little less programming and a little more paperwork, but I’ll have that “title” over my head.  I also don’t get to work at home as much any more.  As of next week I’ll be working in the office three days a week, and after we hire the new person I’ll be in 4. 

I’m also exempt now.  No overtime for me!

The sobering moment yesterday was when my first new task as a manager was to go through the desk of my former co-worker and see if she left any personal items that needed to be returned to her.

I’ve gone through several people’s possessions after they have died.  This was pretty similar.

Oh, and last night?  I was up 4/10th of a pound again, and last week I didn’t even use all of my flex points.

Very, very, very frustrated on that end…but I’m not giving up – no matter how much I want to sometimes.  Going to keep my focus and break this plateau if it kills me.

Ok, off to get ready for work.  Later gang.

I went ahead and decided to get some new speakers for my car.

The entire series of upgrades that I wanted to purchase would have been far too expensive, so I figured I’d start with the speakers since it was audio quality that was my biggest primary concern (any kind of Bass coming out of the back speakers was causing horrible amounts of distortion/shaking….it sounded like the speakers were blown to me). I figured I could get the new head next, then later on upgrade to the satellite package.

And…

No change.

Music still sounds like crap coming out of the back speakers.

Yeah.

I should know better than to spend money. I always feel like I’ve ended up wasting it.

So…why am I angry about the fact that I put on a pound this week?

It’s a valid question.  One would assume that I really wouldn’t be surprised by a weight gain.  Generally speaking we know when we’re going to gain/lose weight and honestly shoulnd’t be surprised when we see ugly numbers on the scale.

But that’s the whole point.  I’ve been really good recently.  My muscles are sore from the exercise I’ve been doing.  I’ve been journaling everything.  With the exception of the Super Bowl party at Rafe and Kim’s (which all was healthy food, even if there was a whole bunch of it) it was a textbook weight watchers week.

Yet I had a gain.

Is it likely that it’s muscle again?  Yes, it is.  Are there things I could have done differently/better?  Yes, there are.

Does any of this make me less pissed about the gain?

No, it does not.

The most I can do at this point is keeping doing what I’ve been doing and hope for better results next week.  I’d be lying through my teeth if I said I was anything other than frustrated, though.

In other news….

I may start having to come into the office much more regularly.  As a result of that, I’m thinking of taking the balance of the money I made last weekend doing a side job (the bulk went towards repaying a debt) and getting a new stereo for the car.  The current one doesn’t have a working LCD and the speakers are blown to hell.  If I’m going to spend a lot of time in the car, I need to have some good tunes.  I’m seriously contemplating an XM enabled radio so I can get some talk radio that isn’t Rush Limbaugh or any of clones.

Thinking a lot about school recently, and the need to get back into it and work towards my B.A.  I’ve pretty much made up my mind on getting a “General Business” degree from USF.  I could do so from any number of schools, most of them online, but I like the thought of going local to be honest.  Unfortunately, because my A.A. is just a “liberal arts” degree I’m going to have to take some more classes before I can apply to the college.  All told, it looks like I’m going to have to take NINE more classes before I can apply to the school.

Sigh.

Should have made up my mind sooner.  Not that it really matters.  I can still get the classes done at SPC even though I already have a degree.

My current plan is to take 3 classes a term for the next three terms (starting in the Summer) and apply for the Fall 2008 term at USF.  From there, another 60-66 hours of classes.

Whee!

With fun names like “Financial Accounting” and “Principles of Macroeconomics.”

You don’t get much more fun than that, gang.

52 pounds in 52 Weeks
Week 6 Goal : -6 pounds
Week 6 Total : -2.8 pounds
Difference : -3.2 pounds

To say I’m discouraged right now is an understatement.

Angry is more the term, really.

About all I wanna say.

“Just go out and bang some dude” is one of the phrases that you will never hear a psychiatrist say. Other such phrases include “I think heroin is doing you a lot of good,” and “jesus, no WONDER your Mother never loved you.”

– Questionable Content Number 809 : Devil’ Advocate, J. Jacques

I could write a whole big post about how certain people I know need to get a whole shitload of counsellings with a side helping of electro-shock therapy, but I really don’t have the energy for it right.

Boo for weekends being eaten by work.

Yay for extra money!

Gotta do what ya gotta do to pay the bills ya know. Alex is going to need new equipment for baseball this season as well, which should eat up a good chunk of what I’m making.

Easy come, easy go.

Super bowl tonight at Rafe and Kim’s is looking less likely, again due to the fact that I’ve got more coding to do and am facing a huge pile of ugly laundry. More’s the pity. On the plus side, that should help to keep me from eating a whole crapload of bad food.

And on that note, the download I was waiting on is done. Back to work.