TJ and I had a wonderful week, marriage really does get better and better. So last week my dream of all dreams at work came true well I thought it was about to anyway . . . . my boss came around one by one herding us to new seats. My seating situation has been a touchy subject at work, my boss and I are both runners so I used to sit a seat away from him and we would chat about running good times for work ya know. Then one day his evil boss Gina, who I'm convinced is a really nice person just not to our department moved into the seat across from my boss and continued to glare at me and tell me she could hear every word I said everyday. My response was "I'm sorry but I served a mission at Temple Square where I was used to projecting my voice sometimes over the drilling of concrete or the collapsing of buildings to large groups" that's not what I told her but that is the truth. Temple Square sisters are loud I only knew one who wasn't but she could have been. So my boss cast me to the other side of our department amongst all the smokers and told he put me there to help them, I cried no joke 2 times. I hate the inversion and I hate when smokers smoke. Most of the people over there worked there longer than me so I felt useless. Eventually I trained for a while. One day after they all came in from a smoke brake and the circulation was very poor I was granted to move to what was my desk for about 4 months. In walked in some guy, he smelled really strange, infectious, and he told us he was supposed to be on house arrest for the Swine Flue. We all joked about how we would get it and sure enough about 5 days later I went to the Dr result being the Swine, H1N1 or Influenza A. It was a glorious week of chicken broth, TV, and sleep, I almost wish I could get it again but still be able to run, I missed running. So let me find a picture of my desk. The above photo is similar. Soon after my return from my Swinevacation I was placed permanently in the very desk I contracted it. Assigned next to me was a super smoker with a loud voice and the most negative attitude, Josh, and a guy who was married after I was and already divorced, Chris poor kid. My two least favorite people in the building really. I thought I would die. I didn't cry this time though. So work is not fun unless you talk to your coworkers, so my little social butterfly came out and really I feel like Josh and Chris are my brothers now. We had our row orchestrated quite nice and were about to install our own refrigerator under my desk. The day we all got moved we were happily playing a card game together. That week we had thoroughly decorated our row with webbing and spiders. So Josh got moved right next to the desk I always dreamed of, the only desk with real lighting even though it was through an opaque skylight, it was the cubicle I always pictured myself in, you could even see down the hall to real windows in another department. Sadly I got cast to the farthest cubicle away. I have been lonely and bored for a couple days but more and more I'm talking to people I can't see on the other side of my cubicle and trapping unsuspecting people with my layout of books into missionary moments. As one of the voices from the other side said "sitting there alone will build character." It looks pretty much exactly like this except I have a big white flat screen, that was a good day too, when we were all granted flat screens. I found this photo on a blog giving tips for taking cubicle naps, really funny. http://humblehumanhowtos.com/2007/08/24/how-to-take-a-worktime-cubicle-nap.aspx
TJ has gone fishing with his brothers in Idaho for the weekend this is our first night apart since we have been married minus my swinavacation when I slept on the couch.