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Nov. 4th, 2005 03:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickiei'm taking a 10-minute break to type this, so i can feel like i have one teeny bit of normalcy in my day. i'm back in boston for the weekend, tired as heck but getting a little bit more confident about the new job. i worked from home today... i had a ton of stuff to close out in my sales position, and in between i had to make 500 phone calls about the new car and insuring it, as well as keep checking e-mail. i am floored at how much e-mail gets generated in one day with this position... i've downloaded at least 4 times today, and each time i'm receiving around a dozen e-mails. my head is spinning.
2 saving graces this weekend... one is that it looks like i'll have my new car tomorrow (i'm so psyched, i can't stand it)... the other is that my birthday party is tonight. w00t! i have roughly 70 people RSVPd, which is insane. i'll post pix in the next week or so of the par-tay and my new 'do... i chopped a chunk of it off today so i'd look more professional in the corporate environment. everyone who works at corporate is good-looking and has great clothes and just looks totally put-together (most of them were sales reps first, so there ya go). so this was not the time for me to keep growing out my hair and wearing headbands and barrettes.
i picked up monkey's ashes on tuesday before i drove down to philly. it was hard on so many levels. i ran into one of the vet techs there, and she gave me a huge hug when she saw me. she told me that the day i brought monkey in for the last time, she knew i was coming in, and wanted to see me and hug me... but she had grown to love me and monkey so much, that she was totally heartbroken over the situation and couldn't stop crying. she said that she knew i'd be a mess, and that she was afraid that if i saw her cry, it would make the whole situation even more painful... so she stayed away. that was so sweet, and completely broke my heart to hear that. when i got in the car to leave, i opened the box with monkey's ashes in it, and was surprised and saddened. i'd expected a baggie full of dark sand-like ashy stuff, like what you see in the movies... instead, it was, well, pieces. little cream-colored splinters and chips. it looked like someone had taken a handful of seashells and put a hammer to them. so i sat there in the car holding this baggie, and instead of having this "romanticized" bag of dust, i was basically seeing what the inside of my kitty had looked like. ugh. of course, the waterworks totally started. i still want to get a nice box for her, but i can't bring myself to go near the container right now. it's too much.
so much work to do still... back to the grind. and i can't believe i have to leave again for philly in 1 more day.
2 saving graces this weekend... one is that it looks like i'll have my new car tomorrow (i'm so psyched, i can't stand it)... the other is that my birthday party is tonight. w00t! i have roughly 70 people RSVPd, which is insane. i'll post pix in the next week or so of the par-tay and my new 'do... i chopped a chunk of it off today so i'd look more professional in the corporate environment. everyone who works at corporate is good-looking and has great clothes and just looks totally put-together (most of them were sales reps first, so there ya go). so this was not the time for me to keep growing out my hair and wearing headbands and barrettes.
i picked up monkey's ashes on tuesday before i drove down to philly. it was hard on so many levels. i ran into one of the vet techs there, and she gave me a huge hug when she saw me. she told me that the day i brought monkey in for the last time, she knew i was coming in, and wanted to see me and hug me... but she had grown to love me and monkey so much, that she was totally heartbroken over the situation and couldn't stop crying. she said that she knew i'd be a mess, and that she was afraid that if i saw her cry, it would make the whole situation even more painful... so she stayed away. that was so sweet, and completely broke my heart to hear that. when i got in the car to leave, i opened the box with monkey's ashes in it, and was surprised and saddened. i'd expected a baggie full of dark sand-like ashy stuff, like what you see in the movies... instead, it was, well, pieces. little cream-colored splinters and chips. it looked like someone had taken a handful of seashells and put a hammer to them. so i sat there in the car holding this baggie, and instead of having this "romanticized" bag of dust, i was basically seeing what the inside of my kitty had looked like. ugh. of course, the waterworks totally started. i still want to get a nice box for her, but i can't bring myself to go near the container right now. it's too much.
so much work to do still... back to the grind. and i can't believe i have to leave again for philly in 1 more day.
