Ode to Melissa...

Ode to Melissa...

 

I'm sorry you missed Melba Toast Day;
I hope you had fun anyway.

Don't worry my dear;
There's always next year. 

I'm just glad you didn't blow away.

All moved in...

As promised, here are a few pictures of my new workspace.

But first... a story (I'll pause to allow time for shouts of glee).

....

Okay.

So, this morning I attended a class I'm taking at work and the speaker gave out small prizes to anyone who could correctly answer his lame quiz questions. And as the prizes were handed out it became increasingly obvious that he had been doing some spring cleaning. You know, sunblock, a framed picture of him and his wife (in a very nice frame), a chocolate Easter bunny, and so on and so forth.

At one point I raised my hand and told a personal story that was relevant to the topic. I assure you, my story was relevant. I know that I might have a history of telling stories that have no point or ending or relevance to the situation but have no fear, this was not one of those times- and here's the proof.

The speaker was so impressed with the educational significance of my story that he decided to give me a prize.

And this is what I got...

"May simple joys fill your life"

The instructor is glad that it is no longer taking up room on his desk but I'm thrilled to have this little gem of a reminder on mine now.

And speaking of my desk...

Here it is.

And check out the drawing on the tack board in the back.

That is the very first picture that Rachel ever colored for me.

And some day I will hang one from Ryan right next to it.

 

And my window.

 



A few pictures of my kids...

It seems as though I can never find time to post new pictures of my kids on anything... my blog, facebook, photo albums, they are all suffering from lack of attention these days.

argh.

So, to the Universe I say, "Wait!" "Hold on!" "I'm coming!"

All dressed and ready for their day.
Yes, that is a lamb coat on my son.

And here is the back.
A Tail! I love it.
Jake, not so much.



Toys with batteries and flashing lights are no match
for this oldie but goodie. 

I just love my little girly.

Such a big boy! Almost able to sit alone.

Life in a cubicle...

I have been working in my new space for about a week now, and even though I still very much miss my office, I'm completely unpacked and have started to settle in to my new home.

I have worked in similar situations before but I'm quite amazed at how quickly I have forgotten what life is like when you have to share your walls with several other people.

1. When you work in a cubicle you really have to watch the volume of the conversations you have...with yourself. I couldn't figure out why the gal across the room kept yapping at me this morning until I realized that she was trying to answer questions that she thought were being asked of her when really it was just me chatting away and having a grand old conversation with myself.

2. It is probably best to have some sort of system set-up to alert others that you are either in or out of the room. And, I should probably stop smirking at visitors when they come into the room, stop right in the middle, and ask, "Is anyone here?"

3. Inflatable windows with tropical scenery painted on them do exist. That doesn't make them right.

4. It is always best to pack "quiet" food so your office mates don't have to listen to you munching on carrots or digging into a box of crackers.

5. At least 90% of the conversations that you hear should go in one side of your head and then immediately be pushed right out the other side. And, as a side note to that, don't feel led to join in on a conversation on the other side of your cubicle wall (that's a tough one for me).

6. Looking for a good laugh? Do a search for "cubicle accessories" on Amazon.com and check out all of the latest must-haves.

7. Although it is okay to listen to music (at a reasonable level, of course) it is probably frowned upon if you get lost in the moment and sing along.

8. Want to scare the beegebeez out of your next-door-neighbor? Wait until it is really quiet and then stick a tack in the wall that you share. It pretty much sounds like you're going to throw your fist right through the wall into their face.

9. Need a little exercise? Meet your co-workers in the middle of the room, wait for a phone to ring, and then bolt back to your desk to see if the phone call is for you.

10. At least you don't work with the jack-wagon who did this...

 

Or this...

 

Although, for some reason, I just couldn't stop laughing at this one.

Look at the confused sap on the other side of the wall. He's probably thinking, "Gee, when did that thing get here and why didn't I notice that the only thing between me and a grizzly bear is a fabric covered partition?"

 

 

 

Note- I got these pictures from somewhere else on the internet. They're not mine. I'm borrowing them. I would love to give credit where it is due but I can't find the sites that I got them from anymore. So, to the real owners, thanks for the laughs. 

Picture this...

Baby Ryan (aka Bubby, aka Ry-Guy)

Rachel hanging out with the boys in the sheep barn
 

Doing important stuff with her cousin...watching Dora the Explorer

Baby Lambs with Grandma

Our Little Guy

Thanks Lisa for the great photos!



The old and the new...

So today is moving day for me.

I had no idea how much I really liked having my own quiet
space until I lost it.

I'm sure some day I will have my own office again,

but until then...

 

Meet my new work space.

 

 

My Office...at least what used to be my office/oasis

The corner of my office. The desk really isn't that exciting
so I left it off the picture.
You get the idea here...window, chair, another chair...
you know... an office, with walls.

 

And now...my new desk. It really isn't that bad.

It too has a window (actually, two windows).

 

But still...no walls. no door. Not an office.

 

Chair. Computer. Monitors.
Your basic standard cubicle.

 

 

I have a nice view so that's nice.

 



Isn't it lovely...

Isn't winter just lovely?


Our Home

Good-bye office, hello cubicle...

So this is it.

Tomorrow begins my last day of having an office... with a window... and a door. I'm really going to miss my door. And probably the walls that go with  it.

The new space is nice, even gorgeous by some standards. Everything matches, right down to the trash cans and Kleenexes that I put at everyone's workstation. I have gotten nothing but applause from my co-workers on my choice in colors and design.

But still...

Once you finally make it into an office it is really hard to go back to a cubicle. I mean, really hard.

I'm trying to look at the positives-
1. My new area will have almost twice the amount of desk space.
2. I bought myself a brand new telephone so I no longer have to use one that is covered in someone else's finger grime.
3. I now have access to two windows instead of just one, and they both have very nice views.
4. My new desk is "wood" and very pretty, much prettier than the desk I sit at now.
5. ummm....let's see...there has to be a fifth positive thing....ummm...
I ordered a color printer/copier for the new room so I guess there's that.

Otherwise, it makes me sad to think about packing up my stuff and moving. I know that my co-workers mean well when they ask if I'm excited about moving to a newly renovated area (who wouldn't be, right?) but I kind of wish that more of them felt bad for me. And, I hope that none of them are eyeing the additional storage that I ordered for the new space. I feel like anyone who has an office should have to find a spot in said office for any of their extra crap because those of us who are stuck in cubicles shouldn't have to also store someone else's junk. But, who am I to make the rules?

Anyway, I guess I'll check back in with you all once I get moved. Maybe I'll even take a few pictures.

Tomorrow I think I'll work with my door closed and my window open...for one last time.

(Geez...what a drama queen, huh?)