The One with the Block
What I think is the most ridiculous thing happened to me today, or rather I discovered it today. I have been watching a lot of youtube videos lately. A LOT!. I watched one last week wherein the lady posted a 20 minute video on how she pairs socks. Now, don’t go thinking that I have some sort of weird fetish. Sock matching is not something I search for, I just happen to subscribe to her and this was one of her videos and I was at work working on bank recs from a year ago. So, 20 minutes video on sock matching, in which she allots 15 minutes per week to the task. She has a huge basket of socks and at the end of the 15 minutes she maybe matched ten pairs and says she will put it away until next week. A 20 minute video on how she tackles what she hates yet spends 15 minutes actually doing it. And that 15 minutes accounted for maybe 2 minutes of video time.
Now I was in a mood that morning and I am not one to comment, but seriously when somebody posts a 20 minute video on a task she hates, yet spends less time actually doing it, well that deserves a comment. I just told her that if she spent some more time doing it than talking about how she hates it, she would have gotten more done.
Fast-forward to today and I find through a list serve of sorts that she has another video, yet I didn’t get a notice (I have notices sent for new uploads on my subscriptions). Yeah, she blocked me. Seriously blocked me from subscribing to her. What? It leads me to believe that middle aged Canadian women cannot handle a little comment that is just common sense. I can still watch the videos, but they don’t show up in my feed, I have to search her out. It made me laugh though. I think if you are going to put yourself out there, you have to develop some thick skin because not everyone is going to be blowing unicorns and rainbows up your ass.
This day is almost over. I hate weeks like this. It is quiet in the office because the CEO is out and so there isn’t a lot of running around and urgency going on (thankful for that). Plus the big day is Friday because that is our billing day where a few of us in the accounting department run around all frazzled and frustrated while others think that we also have the time to serve them grapes and fan them. I have been working on a lot of little projects and getting those done and worksheets set up. It’s a lot of paper pushing and that is never fun.
I rearranged my living room. It is an eclectic space that houses my bathroom and closet, along with my desk, television, sitting area and most of my yarn along with other storage. About a month ago, I started doing my makeup at my desk when I bought a special mirror because it makes things easier. Well my desk was getting junky and cluttered and I hated it and I had a corner that was housing stuff that could go into outside storage. So I got an old metal desk that Mom bought from her office many years ago and while it is not all fancy, it is one of the best made desks and fits like a glove in the storage corner. That is now my vanity area and the storage fits my makeup perfectly along with my polishes. I purchased a new desk and it is so lovely and cute and is perfect and won’t get cluttered. I am so happy with the space, it is just what I wanted. And my bedroom is perfect now too. I moved a lingerie chest in and it just looks like a girl’s room. Not little girl, but adult girl. It is so comfortable and crisp and clean. My space finally feels like I want it to…except for the closet. I am still trying to figure that out. Sigh.
I think that is my dump for the day. Time to get ready to head home and start the second shift. I think that a lot of people think single women have it easy, that they get to just hang out and have fun because they don’t have a husband and/or children to deal with. That is not true at all. I have to clean, do the shopping, take care of two boys who are a lot more high maintenance than some children. I still pay bills and run errands and all that stuff. So I am just as busy as any other working woman, married or not. I don’t get to sit on my ass the minute I get home. I eat and go straight to work on other stuff. To do the fun things I like to do, I have to stay up later!