It's been confirmed.

Remember how I've said that I get all anal retentive about details? Remember how I said I like to work on things like my "back to the top" button until it's EXACTLY as I want it? Yeah. Well, the class I was taking at work today explained that I am a task-oriented person as opposed to being time oriented. So I can sit there and go over every little detail which leads to other details until I don't see the result I'm going for anymore. Uh, can't see the forrest for the trees anyone?

You are meticulous and interested in every
detail. You hate to leave tasks incomplete and
find it easy to go on refining and polishing,
almost indefinitely. You like to review each
aspect of a project and may make radical
changes, even at a late date.

Whew. It's all defined and there are other people out there who are just like me! I feel better now. Thanks for listening.

Irritable and crabby, my middle names.

Having a few days in a row filled with little annoyances. Like, the girl at work who makes all the mouth noises? Well, she's a worrier by nature. We don't tell her anything that might be the least bit scary or she'll have the sky falling in 10 minutes flat. Definitely nothing health related or she'll try to convince us we're dying. Listening to her walking around talking about how her 401K is worth so much less than it was a month ago, yada yada yada - gets really irritating. I go by the philosophy that as long as I'm not looking to sell it, I'm fine. It will go up again. But she has to walk around moaning and whining about something she has absolutely no control over, and something everybody else in the room is trying NOT to worry about. Gr-r-r-r!

That was this week. At the end of last week my brand new slick phone - died. Yeah. Push the button - nothing. I slid the phone into my purse the night before and Friday morning when I got in my car I turned - or tried to turn my phone on and yeah. Dead.

After work I called AT&T and did the little trouble shooting stuff they asked me to do because I'm a customer service reps dream. I'm a good patient too, but that's another story. We came to the conclusion that the phone was .. well .. dead. Like I said. Okay fine, send me a new one, I'll use my old one until the new one arrives. Because I'm laid back that way.

My new phone arrived last night and that was when I discovered that I had almost everything saved to the memory card so that was good. Wasn't sure what I had stored in the phone and what I had saved to the memory card so I was a bit apprehensive at first. But - all I was missing was (were?) my ringtones. I hate searching for ringtones because I get all anal retentive about it and want to find the perfect ringtone for each of several people, and the best general ringtone for whoever else might call. God forbid my phone rings at work or somewhere and my ringtone is really lame. Except of course my "cool" is bound to be somebodies lame so I really shouldn't worry about it. I'm sure there is some aspect of obsessive compulsiveness to it all.

I downloaded about 7 different ringtones about 5 times. I would download them and then find they didn't exist. Made me nuts and irritable, especially since I was trying to IM and read blogs and watch TV at the same time. But - I was finally able to complete the task to my satisfaction. Mostly. Not sure any of that stuff will ever really please me.

Anyway.

It's been rainy and cool here for the last couple of days and driving to work in the morning is frustrating when the pavement has a drop of water on it to say the least. That's when people turn into the worst drivers ever. Except me, of course. This morning was especially annoying since it was only drizzling but the guy in the left lane in front of me insisted on driving 35 mph when the limit is 45 and I usually drive at least 50 along that stretch of road. Needless to say (but of course I will anyway) the guy would not move out of the left lane and I was forced - forced I tell ya - to pass on the right. Walked into work complaining about all the putzes out there on the road.

I need to color my hair and change my diet and exercise more (read - at all) and not sleep so much and on and on. Plus I'm taking a time management course for work which has me seriously thinking about logging what I do with all my time at home. I'm good at work. But home? I get nothing done and never seem to have time for anything. I can see the log for a regular weeknight now:

6:00) Home from work, feed cats, change clothes, sort mail, odds and ends.
6:30) Sit down in front of the TV with my laptop - eat there too.
9:30) Get my lunch ready for the next day, my tea for morning, my meds, etc.
9:45) Back to the computer again - take my makeup off there as well.
11:00) Bed. (okay sometimes it's 12:00 or maybe 1:00am)

Exciting, isn't it? But that's what I do. Somehow recently I did fill 13 bags with clothes, shoes, purses, etc to give away. I straightened my closet and now it looks nice but more importantly, I can find things! I got my daughter's room straightened and vacuumed but I STILL have not finished my bead room.

Maybe I can work on that .. fit it in between say .. 6:00 and 6:30 when I do my other odds and ends? Cause that seems to be the only time I'm willing to be away from my computer unless I'm SLEEPING! That just can't be healthy.

Maxine Monday

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Do you have pretty feet?

Every once in a while I will hear about something being sold on eBay that is nothing less than bizarre. I never run into the weird stuff when I am searching for things there, but I did run into something recently that I had seen once before but hadn't paid attention to. Socks. "Well worn" socks.

I was in the market for some socks so I went onto eBay to see if I could find some deals. And that is when I saw the dirty socks again. This time I was curious and decided to look further. What the hell? One lady is selling her used pairs of socks, slippers, and knee high nylons for anywhere from $25.00 to $65.00 a pair!

Each pair of socks would have at least 3 pictures included in the description, which would show pretty feet with red toe nails and rings on the toes modeling the socks, taking them off, or showing her toes through them in the case of the nylons.

I was starting to get the picture and I was amazed at the ingenuity of some people. In the description there was mention of private sales, names kept private, and one of the tags you could search with was "fetish". Creepy, kinky, call it what you will - but some girl out there is modeling socks, wearing them for a day and then selling them to strangers for good money!
I read some of her feedback which said things like "Wonderful items, love this seller!" Or one that said "Sexiest feet on the net!"

In these times of an uncertain economy and people in financial difficulty I thought - YOU GO GIRL! Ha! If there's some guy sitting in his room going ga-ga over those socks he bought on eBay - who cares? I don't profess to "get it" but that doesn't really matter. It's weird but harmless and there's some girl out there who isn't resorting to worse to make some money. And hell, why didn't I think of that???

Well it LOOKS done.

Working from home feels a bit weird. I mean, I'm in my house, in my bead room actually, where I have a computer desk. That's where I set up the router I plug into and my monitor and what not. So I get the space heater and point it at my legs, turn on the TV, and do what I normally do at work. But at home. Not something I'm used to.

I stayed home today because my landlord finally found someone who would come in and work on fixing up my daughter's moldy, nasty closet. Which basically means she searched high and low, hither and yon, until she could find someone who understood that she wanted the absolute minimum done for the least amount of money possible.

The handy-guy who showed up was nice enough, he went into the closet, knocked on the walls and said "no problem, walls are sound. Got any bleach?"

Sigh.

When we found the leak and the mold in the closet I went all over the internet to find the best solution for this particular problem. Cleaning hard surfaces with bleach is a good solution. But wallboard is porous. Washing the walls with bleach kills the mold on the surface. Sealing the wall with a good primer like Kilz is great. But I am just not convinced that next summer when it gets nice and hot and humid, that the mold won't start to bloom again like the dandelions in my front yard.

He was here for oh - an hour and a half. He washed down the walls, painted one coat of primer, waited 15 minutes and rolled on another coat. I'm sure he's a wonderful handy-guy, I'm just incredibly skeptical about this as a solution. The work on the closet was done before 10:00 am. I could have just packed up and gone to work but I was already all set up, dressed but not showered and luxuriating in the ability to work with my feet all toasty warm and to get up and go make a cup of tea in my kitchen whenever I wanted to. Besides, how often at work am I going to see this? Kinda added something to my day.

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