Window Into My Reality

There are 2 things you should never be when going shopping: hungry or depressed. And God have mercy on your checking account if you happen to be hungry and depressed while shopping. At least I didn't buy the shoes. Oh, but how I still want to. $30 ankle boots...black...with a modest heel...very hot shoes...I can almost hear them calling me from Kmart...AHHHH!!!!! LOL!

I am a little tired right now...and I shouldn't be since I had last night and tonight off. But I was woken from a sound sleep at about 10 this morning...scared the crap right out of me. The tub people were back...they've been putting in a shower surround in my tub...and they came to see if it was all done, like a dotting of the I's type thing...I was listening to them while they were in my bathroom, giggling at the comments about there being paint slopped around, thinking "well, at least I don't have to complain about that." !! But that means that they have to come back...unno, cuz they have to clean up the painter's mess he left behind [totally ticked me off that he was so sloppy] Bored too. But then that happens. The Tuesday night kids thing is going ok at the new church. Still a bit disorganized which causes no small amount of stress in me. I'm not good at "flying by the seat of the pants" when it comes to this, though I'm not high

I do get busy sometimes. So, the new church. It's ok. Normally worship is done by CD's because of the infighting in the "worship team", although the first Sunday I was there, there was a band from Elim. They were ok, but they need to practice together more often and let the leader lead. I actually was a bad girl and didn't go today, and have been told that I missed a great service. Eh, you win some and you lose some. Work put me in charge again last night...this time for almost 4 hours. Very nerve wracking for a woman who has been told time and time again that she's a screw up and can't do anything right. Gerry seems to be happy though...and since he's the boss, his opinion is all that matters. I haven't even been there for the entire 90 probationary period though, which is a bit of a wonder to me. They put me in charge of people who've been there longer than I have. Just a bit nerve wracking ..... I have to go and buy a new box of hair color

After almost a year of indecisiveness over what to do about my church situation, I've made a decision and made it official. I don't go there any more. I sent my notice of membership withdrawal to the Pastors yesterday. I explained how I felt after 8 years it was time to move on, since he made a comment months ago about what we were doing there if we felt our destiny didn't rest with First Baptist. I've known for years that the end of my destiny didn't reside at FB, that it was just the start. So, what's a girl to do with a comment like that anyway? I probably won't get a response even though I asked for one. I feel kind of free. I will probably go to the new church starting down at Mt. Zion Retreat Center. Hope those people will love me more.

The Boss made a comment last night about being interested in seeing my blogsites. *gulp* Yikes ! I think. Because I really kind of complain below about some of my co-workers, that one especially that likes to slack off when the boss isn't looking. But then again...he was picking on her last night for not doing her job. ?????? "Sure, you'll tidy up the office but you won't clean out on the floor" ?????? I didn't give him any of my sites last night. A little worried if I do. Would he use my bitching against me? Not promote me along and all that? I'd hate to have to start censoring myself. This is my place to vent without ticking people I know off, you know? grrrrrrrrr .....I don't know what to do. ~~~~~~ Different subject. I got a bad sunburn last Sunday. the trip to my brother's is like, 3 hours, and my arm was hanging out the car window for all of it. Didn't think nothing of it at the time. It hurt for days but now has moved on t

Actually...I already knew this, but took the test anyway...nice to know I know myself pretty well...!!!....LOL! The Five Love Languages My primary love language is probably Physical Touch with a secondary love language being Quality Time . Complete set of results Physical Touch: 12 Quality Time: 9 Words of Affirmation: 6 Acts of Service: 3 Receiving Gifts: 0 Information Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others. Take the quiz

Would y'all like to know what my brother Cliff and his wife did for me for my birthday?????????? They took me to Six Flags Darien Lake for the Kingdom Bound Festival!!!!!!!!!!!! The group in concert that night was Mercy Me . Very awesome. And they let me bring Boyfriend along. That was fun !!!! He rode a roller coaster with me, and didn't pick on me too bad when I could barely walk afterwards because I was so dizzy!! It was a fun day, well worth the wait. Thanks Cliff :) {{isn't he the greatest brother????--------well...... sometimes ....LOL!!!!!!!!!}}

What do you do when the Supervisors have a favorite? And she slacks off only when the Big Boss isn't looking...and the Little Boss lets her get away with it the rest of the time? But then we're accused of 'beating her up'....not literally. I realize that the LIttle Boss is new at being a supervisor, and who am I to tell him how to do his job when I've never been in charge of anything myself [except for one or two prayer meetings]. But still, there are a few things that are just common sense.... like, no matter how ticked you are at my boyfriend because he's ticked at the Slacker, pay a little attention to me when I've just received 2nd degree burns...just a couple small ones on my fingers...blistered right up...ew...I was in pain for the rest of the night...and still had to stay until 6AM...while Slacker got to go home early....ggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Like, don't tell Slacker what has been said about her. That just adds fuel to the fire, ya know? Gives h