I don't even remember the last time I updated or what I said. I didn't bother to go back and look.
So, I started a new job Monday. It's Monday through Friday, but not 8-5, thank goodness. I can't work that many hours in a week. I haven't worked full time in forever. Even when I was a nanny, even though I worked 10 hours a day, I had all the freedom in the world. I could do my own grocery shopping in the middle of the day while the kids were in preschool. I could take the kids to my house and get some of my laundry done. So even though I worked full time, it never felt like it. And I had long breaks in the day, so I could schedule doctors appointments and such things. My hours now are 9-4 with an hour for lunch. I am still leaving the house slightly after 8. I get the kids dropped off at school and by the time I get to work, I have about 10 minutes to spare. If I need to get gas or anything like that, I have to leave just that much sooner.
As for the job itself, I am really enjoying my time there. My first day I walked into the office and the boss showed me around and told me to wait for my supervisor. He plunked me down at my desk and told me to answer the phone until she got in. I sat in my chair for the next half an hour, waiting for the phone to ring or waiting for my supervisor to show up, either one. Nothing happened. By the time my boss came back to the reception area I was so bored to tears I asked him if I could do something. He said sure, look around. The entire office was a wreck. The past several ladies they had in the office did them no favors. He gave me free reign over the entire office. I started with my desk. I have a very large desk. I have a nice computer, although the monitor is much smaller than I am used to. They gave me a new chair (because I kinda broke the first one they gave me, ooops, no really, it was just old) and a new keyboard (because the one that was there on my first day was broken also. When I hit the shift key to capitalize a letter, it wouldn't let me. That got old quick). There were so many of those crappy plastic stack 'em dealies on my desk I couldn't see people when they walked in the front door. The lady before me had huge pieces of paper stuck to the computer monitor, and post-it notes stuck inbetween the huge pieces of paper on the computer monitor. I asked my boss if those were just super important, he said no. I asked if I could PLEASE take those off the monitor because I thought they were tacky. He looked at me and goes, oh thank goodness, by all means take them down. So I took all the icky post-it notes down, I removed all the plastic trays except the one tower I just really did need, and cleaned the entire top of the desk off. Instead of cramming my entire desk with office supplies, I took about 95% of the office supplies and moved them to the office supplies room (yes, we have an entire room just for office supplies. Being the office supplies junkie that I am, when I walked into that room for the first time, I about peed myself I was so excited. The only thing missing is cool pens, but my supervisor is working on that for me. She told me she would order me anything I wished to have. I love my job!) I get an hour for lunch, and so today I went to the Walmart on Sunshine and West Bypass. I bought myself several things for my desk. I have pictures of my kids on my desk and I bought a frame to put a picture of Brannon in. I bought a candy dish at Hobby Lobby and I went to Lowes and bought a beautiful plant in a ceramic pot. I bought a candle warmer and I tonight I poured a couple of candles without wicks so that tomorrow when the president is there it will smell good. I get to dress up to work every day. Last night Brannon opened up his wallet after dinner and pulled out 100 dollars cash and said to me, you know Tedra, I haven't seen you buy yourself any new clothes in the entire 6 months we've been dating. Go buy yourself something nice. I about fell off the bed. I could use a few new things now that I am working in an office 5 days a week. This is such a change for me. I am used to being a college student and stay at home mom. It's been almost fun cleaning up the office. You wouldn't believe the stuff I am finding in files. It is just such a disorganized mess. Today I fixed a bunch of spread sheets for my boss. He is the regional manager over 5 states and all calls from Joplin and Harrison branches come to our office. They have given me alot of responsibilities. I am in charge of accounts payable and receivable. I am responsible for all the applicants that come into the office, verifing all their previous employment and running background checks on them. I do the truck logs every month. I am responsible for all the mail that comes into the office and making sure that the bills get paid, and that what goes to my boss gets to my boss and what goes to my supervisor goes to her. And on my third day it's a little overwhelming to know what goes to who when. You know? But it's different and so much less frustrating than working for Brandy. When someone calls for my supervisor, SHE TAKES THE CALL. AND SHE RETURNS ALL HER MESSAGES AND PHONE CALLS. SHE EVEN CHECKS HER VOICEMAIL. I love it when people call for her and I ask them if they would like her voicemail, when she gets back to the office, she actually checks it. What a nice change. I know it doesn't seem like that would be a big deal, but when you worked for year for someone who would never returned phone calls, you started to dread to answer the phone because people would demand why their lawyer wasn't taking their calls. And then I had to make up lies, which is the worst position to be put into. GAG. It makes my stomach hurt just thinking about it.
I've gone on and on enough about work. The bottom line is, I like it, I work for nice normal people, the work is satisfying, they leave me alone to work and they don't treat me like I'm an idiot.
Other than that, the kids are great, Brannon is great, we are all great. Jacob is having a few medical problems, Robert took him to the doc yesterday and we are waiting for the radiologist to get back with Dr. Moore for the results of the x-ray. Nothing too serious we think, but definately something going on. More on that when I know something myself.