Stimulus package-not about politics

So-Saturday night and not much is going on here on the Spazz-don't know if the spazz is spazzing or if everyone and their brother is out and about. But here in AC we are home and cold. You may know that our house is a old leaky SOB; let's just say it was originally built as a summer house (and maybe a speakeasy LOL) and leave it at that. It's f**king cold in here! I'm sitting in the library because the great room (enormous room at the back of the house that stretches across the entire width and serves as dining room on one side, and living room on the other) is freezing! It's a beautiful room but a bear to keep warm, especially in cold like this, and the 10x10 rooms in the front of the house (bedrooms and library) hold the heat much better and stay much warmer. We walk around like eskimos this time of year, and it hits me especially hard because, being on the road a lot, I get to spend much of the winter in warm hotel rooms. Case in point, last week I was basking in the heat lolling around in summer jammies, right now I still have my Uggs on, along with lots of layers.

The stimulus package-it always works out that when I have to spend a lot of time at home during this time of year, some infrastructure improvements become of paramount importance. Nothing earth-shattering, just maybe some new rugs on the floor from the discount furniture place, or additional blankets, or thermal curtains on the windows-that kind of stuff. Several summers ago the package entailed dragging out the air conditioner and hooking it back up-not an easy task since it required moving it and all its accoutrements to the front of the house (don't ask-it has to do with the lifting project we endured over several years)



Now if I get this new job I will be hanging around here much more-the job is in DC but I'll be working either in Philly or at home most of the time (location to be negotiated), and am starting to think about my own personal stimulus package this year-provided by me, myself, and I of course.
Maybe some more rugs from that discount place? We could use them in the bedrooms, library, and hallway-it's amazing how nice it is not to walk on a cold floor in the big room. Or maybe some cheapo carpet for the first floor-when the water under the house freezes it damn cold down there!

I'm hoping maybe by next year we can spend at least some of the winter in a cozy apartment in DC, yes Mark still works up here but it would be awfully nice to pack up the cats and move a bit south for a while. (We won't officially move or sell this place, though) That remains to be seen, of course, but let's face it, this place was not meant for the winter, and even if we spent all the money we don't have trying to button it up, it will never be as warm in the winter as a normal house.

Excuse me if I digress, but speaking of work, don't you hate when people at work can't come out and tell you about yourself to your face? Maybe I'm the only one who fucks up and or slacks off sometimes around there (hah not likely) but one of my co-workers has this annoying habit. It took me a little while to figure it out the first time, but she's doing it again and it's bugging the shit out of me.

She complains about another one of our co-workers, telling me about his bad habits, the fact that management is on to him, that he does only what he needs to and nothing more, yada, yada, yada. Now the co-worker she is ostensibly talking about is sort of stuck in a rut-doesn't want to learn anything new, puts in limited extra time, etc, but the last time this woman started bitching and moaning about him to me I eventually realized that she was trying to tell me about myself!!! I know that sounds paranoid but it's true, and now she's doing it again.

Yes, I've been bored with my job for longer than I had realized-it took an epiphany (and the fact that the posting was closing in 1 week!) for me to apply for the new job. However, according to my performance reviews-where the rubber meets the road as far as I'm concerned-everything is frikken hunky dory. So why do I have to listen to this woman (who is very nice actually and we get along fine) tell me about myself second hand? I'd rather she sat me down and told me what she thought straight out, but no-I pretend to listen to her vent about the other person and she pretends to be talking about him.

WTF?



Ok-venting over-but seriously-what do you think?

And what annoying head games do people play at your job?

And wtf are you doing to stay warm?