Jenni's Page

So, The Boy had an interview last night (it went really well), has one today, and has another one tomorrow.
He is seriously kicking ass. In fact, one of the jobs is about three buildings down from where he used to work. And it would be the same hours. Talk about convenient!

Not that I expected less, but I'm so proud of him.

We've had a few long talks this week, which I think has really brought us closer together. As if that were possible? Mostly, we're just pretty disgustingly cute and happy.

Also, my supe's boss (and one of my bestest) is sending me the most shockingly hilarious texts this morning. If I can think of a way to make 'em less finger-pointy I'll have to share. That girl. She kills me.

Oh! And yesterday, I kind of ran into my Grandfather on MySpace. Yeeeeah. So, just in case .. urhm ... hi, Grandad. I love you.

Gah, it was a great weekend. We met Stace & Mike for sushi and drinks on Friday, then went next door for drinks. There was a lot of laughing, and Pete ran into a couple of old friends while we were out.
Saturday, the guys played frisbee golf while we girls went shopping. After they got back, we had pizza and watched 'Juno'. Which was as good as I'd heard, and I had to buy the CD. I've had "Vampire" stuck in my head for the last two days.
Sunday we met up with Pete's Mom and brothers for dinner. I think my favorite part of the weekend was watching his Mom kick ass at wii bowling. She was awesome!!! And she's just one of the coolest women.

So yesterday I was sort of worn out from all the fun. We'd decided to buy a wii later this month since we were immediately addicted. I was getting ready to confirm the hotel & rental car for my sister's wedding which is coming up very quickly.

Pete walked in an hour early. I turned around to say "hi" and noticed his face. Knew immediately something was wrong, and knew what it was. Fuck.
He got laid off.

His boss (not the Owner, who'd made the decision) and Pete talked on the phone for a long time last night, which made Pete feel better. He knows it wasn't at all performance based. He knows why the decision was made. I guess that takes some of the sting out for him, but adds to the frustration. If the company had been run correctly, if his boss had any business sense, if suggestions they'd had were implemented ...

I guess we're both just in shock a little bit. I've spent all night making sure he knows that we'll be okay, that I have faith in him, that I know it's for the best (the job was really stressing him out), that he'll have a better job soon.
He applied for unemployment and put in a dozen resumes last night.
We're talking about health insurance options.

So I know things will be okay. This is a very temporary snag which'll only lead us to better things.

But today? It's kind of difficult. I think I'm coming out of the initial OHMAHGAWD-ness of it all and stressing a little bit. I just ... fuck. We were finally at a stage where it wasn't a struggle at all, y'know? Where we could go buy the groceries we wanted without thinking about it. We could go out with friends when we wanted to. Could buy some of the things we wanted for the apartment, and were planning on more of that.

*sigh*

I guess sometimes you just figure you've worked so hard you deserve a little bit of time to let your guard down and relax. And then life happens.

Man. That made me laugh. Melodrama, meet Jenni.

Because then I step back and realize I'm so fucking lucky to have the life I have, the life I'm building with him. So these little set backs? Forget them. In a year I'll barely remember how scary this was. But in a year, Pete and I will be stronger than ever.
And that's what matters.

We had a long weekend of cleaning, shopping, cooking, sleeping in, and drinks with friends.

Last night after work, it was margarita time! And they were awesome.
And then we came home and I was in bed by 10:30.

But then I was awake until 2. And up at 3:30. And asleep at 4:30. And up at 5. It was nasty!

The alarm went off way too early this morning, and my sweetie took pity on me and drove me into work.
He called a little while later because as he was leaving for work, he locked his keys in the apartment! Poor guy. So he had to walk to where I work, pick up my keys, and walk back since our apartment's office doesn't open until 11.

He says he feels like a dumbass, but he's totally got a great sense of humor about it. I told him that's why I'm so compulsive about checking my pockets three billion times before I shut the door behind me. *lol*

Ach, poor guy.

What a Tuesday.

Also - the tired thing? Totally not normal. I have hypothyroidism, and I thought it's controlled. Apparently not. Also, I'd kind of forgotten it, but I've had around six or seven pretty severe headaches in the last month. This totally isn't like me - I generally get one or two a year, or less. I've always had trouble falling alseep, but now I'm having trouble staying asleep. There're other symptoms, too.
When I woke up today and it'd been the third day in a row I'd barely slept, Pete got really concerned. Yeah - there were margaritas last night which could explain it (although I'd never had that reaction before), but there were only two of them. Plus, there were no drinks the two nights before that.
So he did some research and sent me all this stuff, and I was like DUH. I overlooked that a thyroid problem isn't stabilized just because I get to go for a year without bloodwork - for the first time in 12 or 14 years.
Or maybe I didn't want to face it.
My diet has changed slightly (for the better), I'm getting more exercise now - yeah, all that can affect it.
So, duh again, Jenni.

I have an appointment on June 11th, the earliest my Endo can get me in.
So we'll see!
In the meantime I'm going to try some better-sleep-type stuff to see if that helps. Because, seriously? I'm sleeeeepy.

My company does some work for the Big Three. And our program has been getting a lot of attention lately, since we're the first in the industry that's done it, and the largest program of it's kind.

So the client decided they wanted to do a "behind the scenes/day in the life" type documentary thing to show their employees.

Three of us got chosen to get interviewed. We'd done a spot for a local newscast a few months back, but I was still nervous. This is a lot bigger - it's going out online and it may become a part of their national advertising as well.

The interviewer and camera guy met with us at 9 this morning. We had our area set up, and got rolling.

They did a lot of "b-side" stuff first : shots of us doing our job, stuff like that. Then they started with the interviews.

I was so nervous! And at one point, made a total dork of myself with my big ole' goofy laugh. And I think they'll use it, since after I spoke (and then laughed) the camera guy and interviewer started laughing and then asked me to repeat myself so they could get a better shot of me saying it.
Oh, lord. Of course, Queen Dork. And I think the laugh was even worse the second time.

It took five hours, but was so much fun! I can't wait to see how it turns out. Of course I'm sure I'll hate seeing myself on camera - but seeing my two coworkers and supe will be so exciting! I'm so proud of our team. And this could be really huge for both the client & my company.

We finally went to lunch at two, gorged ourselves, and then it was back to work for an hour before we had another meeting.

So after my walk home, I am wiped. Wiped like I haven't been in a while.

I think it's time to curl up with my honey and watch some crappy tv. Mmm... couch.

Hope you all had a great day, too!

So, I'm short. Real short. And this has gotten me lots of nicknames : half pint, little one, shorty ... generally nice stuff.

Starting when I was little, I got called Gelfling because people teased that I looked just like Jen from The Dark Crystal. I loooooved that movie (especially the scary parts), and I could deal with looking like a Gelfling.

But I wanted to be the girl, darn it! And Jen was the boy. They were identical puppets, except the boy had dark hair while she was a blond.

So when I uploaded this picture tonight of me messing around at work for my 365 Project over at Flickr (are you doing this? You totally should be!!) it made me laugh.

Yup. I kind of do.
But I'm okay with that now. Mostly :P