I am taking on too much....seriously. I feel that I can't do much more....I meet with my HOA board where I am the only female. I have one guy that thinks females are merely here on earth to look pretty...he actually had the audacity to ask me if I knew what a budget was?? Seriously.
I think because I do use the "nice" thing to get things done it conjures up a bad rap. It doesn't get taken as seriously as the bad ass, or, the bitch, or, the boss, or any of the other methods. But, trust me, it gets the job done. I have used it reliably for these many years and it works. Trust.
I find that it makes people feel at ease, more willing to succomb to whatever it is that I am going to need them to do. The whole experience is more pleasurable. But, for the onlooker who uses different methods the nice approach comes off as weak. So be it. I don't care what the outsider thinks...it works.
But, anyway, I must continue to just shun the naysayers and just do my thing. The phrase, "Don't hate the player, hate the game" sums it up best. So, I am trying to find out how to work in relationships like my HOA board, that I was elected to, with different sorts of people. But, my life is BUSY. I also want to do fun stuff like the Social Committee, the DAR, spend time w/ friends, work at some point during the day, and spend time w/ my beloved. But, where is the time???
OK, well, this wraps up blog #2. I will try to get better at these....bear w/ me....thanks for reading!
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Friday, October 31, 2008
Halloween
Ok, this is my first day blogging. But, I've heard it's fun...so, I'm in. I have a lot to say to whomever will listen....I watch a ton of TV, have a lot of friends, from a lot of different walks of life. That keeps me on my toes....
For example, right now, it's election time. Half of my friends are voting for Obama and the other are for McCain...there are a few that are unsure. Most of my friends, are like me very opinionated one way or the other. They are outspoken and wild, at times.
I just started a painting class on Thursdays. This isn't something I would normally be drawn to, it's a quiet sort of thing. But, last night was the first class and it was fun....stressful, b/c I want my picture to be good, but, fun. We started with the paints they are oil based and that is much harder than it looks on tv....ok. I'll keep you posted.
I am at home for the most part with my job, I have three large accounts that I handle for my company and they require a lot of monitoring, but, most of it is done over the computer through portals and emails and spreadsheets. I have a new love for Excel. Jk. I will be growing this customer base, and, will be on the road more in the future. If you know anyone that uses paperboard boxes let me know...that is what I sell now.
Life in the Mill refers to my life back in Fort Mill....I grew up here, left went away to college, moved to New Orleans, then came back here after Hurricane Katrina. So, that has been a transition in and of itself....more later.
For example, right now, it's election time. Half of my friends are voting for Obama and the other are for McCain...there are a few that are unsure. Most of my friends, are like me very opinionated one way or the other. They are outspoken and wild, at times.
I just started a painting class on Thursdays. This isn't something I would normally be drawn to, it's a quiet sort of thing. But, last night was the first class and it was fun....stressful, b/c I want my picture to be good, but, fun. We started with the paints they are oil based and that is much harder than it looks on tv....ok. I'll keep you posted.
I am at home for the most part with my job, I have three large accounts that I handle for my company and they require a lot of monitoring, but, most of it is done over the computer through portals and emails and spreadsheets. I have a new love for Excel. Jk. I will be growing this customer base, and, will be on the road more in the future. If you know anyone that uses paperboard boxes let me know...that is what I sell now.
Life in the Mill refers to my life back in Fort Mill....I grew up here, left went away to college, moved to New Orleans, then came back here after Hurricane Katrina. So, that has been a transition in and of itself....more later.
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