Whenever I am stressed I like to work on intricate things. For years it was beading; the more stressed I was the more complicated the design. Then I would absorb myself in manga too. As of late, I found Nanoblocks; it's like Lego, but waaaaayyyy smaller. It is so much fun. They come in packs based on a specific design. It also comes with a build manual. So much fun. Here are some pictures of what I have done so far.
I rarely do movie reviews. I tend to give away the movie instead of hinting and leaving suspense, but I have to say something about this movie. Oh my God, this movie is fucking great!!!!
You know that my main occupation is an accountant, so I had to go watch this. This movie could have gone sideways because most people think accountants are boring stuffy people. Which is a false stereotype that can be very annoying. They even played that up in the movie too.
I expected to have a more of a suspense where government tried to follow lead to apprehend said corrupt accountant or something like that. I didn't expect a semi-action film. It was AWESOME!!!!! I want to be that accountant. What school do I need to go to, to learn what he has.
A serious thought though, I believe that this movie highlighted, in a positive way, neurological and psychological issues that effect may people; autism and similar issues. They did it in a great way; the harsh and the healing.
I must say this movie blew me away. I have to stop here or I will spill the tea on the rest of this movie. It was the best movie so far this fall.
This woman is absolutely dillusional. This is what crazy is made out of.
You knew the man was married. No matter what bullshit he may say, he still married. His love is for his wife. If it wasn't, he would've divorced her. Men are very direct like that. His wife didn't put voodoo on him. He loves her and went where his heart lies. He will reconcile with her and do what is necessary to mend his marriage. You were just a mistake; a plaything he needed when he was bored and lonely. The long short of it, you got played.
Move on. Forget about him. Find someone who is single so you can direct all that crazy (you have in you) to.
At my last job, I hired an accountant to be my right hand person; let's call the accountant, Libby. I'd hired someone before her who was a total bust. So I finally get her. Then when we brought her in, she said she was pregnant. We were okay with it. She left on maternity leave and came back. All was well except personality issues with another coworker in my dept. That is acceptable as long as they get their work is done on time. I can't control people's chemistry but I can control whether they have a job or not. It's all about being professional. There were plenty of people who I didn't like at my job but I kept it professional and kept it moving.
After I left the job, I found out that Libby was bad mouthing me and saying I didn't know what I was doing. So I just removed her from working and social channels. I heard so many stories of what was going down. I chose to stay out of it. I had moved on. Until one day that I get a phone call from another former coworker who tells me a story that was unbelievable. Let's call former coworker, SoSo.
SoSo proceeds to tell me that Libby has been using corporate card and spent $12k (12,000.00) in personal purchases. But that's not all, she apparently paid herself twice thru the payroll system. But in all, she had another of my former employee in a bind where she had to leave because she was the one who brought it to CFOs attention.
This couldn't be right. It is unbelievable. So I decided to contact the former employee. She confessed the same story. She was in shambles. She says how Libby ruined her life. She was comfortable there and had a great career there. Now she's at a sucky job because of Libby. Libby was fired of course.
Eventually, I moved on from this drama until yesterday. I contacted an old coworker for some information on a vendor she used. Then she forwarded me an article about Libby. In the article, it says that Libby is charged with Grand Larceny and her trial date is set for June 1st.
This is where I am dumbfounded. I really didn't think my former company would press charges. A previous employee had stole stuff but didn't get charged. So them pressing charges on Libby is a shock. Next thing tho, she just ruined her whole entire life for $15k. She had a fiancé who makes a ton of money and a son. They just bought a house together. She is fucked in every way. If she doesn't get jail time and just probation, she will not work in accounting ever again. If she gets jail time, her son will suffer missing his mom and she still never work as an accountant for the rest of her life. If she gets off, she still will never work as an accountant for the rest of her life. Anyone can Google her name and find 2 articles on this issue. One article is in an accounting journal. She is so screwed because any job she applies for that does any search on her will see the articles and court records. It's going to be so hard for her to find a job. It's already hard for so many people and she added a strike against her name.
Now I can see if she was struggling for cash and she used the cards to buy food or stuff to live on. No she spent it on designer goods; Michele watches, $1,400 coats and bags. This is all superficial bullshit. If she wasn't happy with her salary, discuss with supervisors or find a new job. Never steal.
She is 29 years old. She has so many years in front of her that is now ruined. She stunted her career before it really got going. That is what I am more upset about too. It's just a waste of a life.
Well I always say karma's a bitch, but damn, I never thought she can be so cold hearted. People, please remember, what evil you put out, it will come back to you. So put positivity out there.
It's been a while since I wrote. Life is trying to throw my curve balls and I am trying to hit home runs out of them. I really have been lost for words at what to write. I can vent all that is bothering me, but I just don't want to make this blog into a venting blog. I want this blog to be about me and my writing.
I can rant about how there are so many stupid people in the US who ate voting for that idiot Trump. None of the other candidates are great either. No matter whom is chosen, it will be awful. The way the politics are going, we are regressing and not progressing. I can go on and on but I won't. I am trying to enjoy what time I have left in this world (hopefully another 50 years or more).
I can cast self doubt on myself by comparing myself to all who grew up with me. None of them are millionaires but they are successful in their own right. I feel like I chose a bad path. But the path I'm on brought me happiness; my husband. I just feel like I started too late. My friends have at least on child and maximum 4. Married for years. Careers established. I feel like I've been spinning my wheels inna dead end job right now. I don't even feel this is the best place for my career. My job is a post all by itself so I don't want to capitalize on it here. It sucks and that's all I'm going to say. I can just wash away these doubts and stay head fast in making my situation better. That's what I am doing.
I can complain about the state of human interaction nowadays. People today are evil. They put on anonymous airs and continue to trash one another on social media. Men are treating women like objects. Women now find it better to be superficial and fake. Everyone wants to be a trash talking ghetto woman found on shows like Love & Hip Hop, Housewives of (choose any city) or stupid shows like that capitalize on making women look like idiots. Men find it easy to sleep and impregnate and leave their women and then go bash them on social media. Whatever happened to moving on to next without having to bash your past? People today do not respect each other. I know this is not for all people out there, but there is enough of this shit going around. I am glad I'm not single. I am happy I found the best husband. He makes me very happy.
I can worry about how fast time is going by. I was planning to be published way before now. However, I don't have the luxury right now to sit and do it. I have so many things to take care of. I still have to our 2015 taxes. I have a client project to work on (need steady income). I also have to fix my house but din't have the cash to do so. I just want to say 'fuck it' and just disappear at times. There are just to many things to do and so little time. With this stress, I am having a creative block. Even my dreams are not epic as they were. I really enjoyed my dreams. Now they are kind of bland. I think I may need to get away. I need a vacation.
What I really would like to write is how excited I am about the Marvel movies coming out this year. Marvel is doing it up right. I am excited for hubby and I's anniversary trip to the Poconos. I am also excited for all of our mini trips and activities planned for the rest of the year. I look forward to some down time in the future. A dream of mine is to live in a house on the beach without the issues that come with it. A woman can dream.
This past weekend we went to my cousin M's funeral. He was 1 year older than me. Makes me think about my life. This my 3rd, 1st cousin to pass away. None of my aunts or uncles have passed but my generation is dying off. It is heartbreaking.
As you know funerals tend to be family gatherings. We tend to see relatives we normally don't see. Four out of my mom's 6 siblings came and some of their children. Like all family gatherings there's going to be drama. I expected drama. This was also a chance to introduce hubby to my mom's side of the family. He only met one cousin and one Aunt.
The drama for me was brought on by my Uncle. I haven't seen him since my cousin A's funeral. At A's funeral my Uncle had a tizzy about how the 2nd and 3rd cousins don't respect him and such. To be honest, a good chunk of the 2nd and 3rd cousins didn't even know who he was. It's not like he was around for them to get to know him. At M's funeral. I was talking to my cousin Md, introducing hubby to her and giving her our condolences. I saw my Uncle. So here how things unfolded.
Me: Hey Uncle D Uncle D: You have an uncle? I hug him. Uncle D: Now, you have an uncle? Me: Well I tried to keep in touch with you but you never responded. Uncle D: Really Me: I emailed you. That's the only contact info I have for you. Uncle D: (flailing his arms) I don't do no technology crap. Me: so how about we exchange info at end of the funeral. (Pulling my hubby close) By the way, let me introduce you to my husband. They shook hands cordially and my uncle ran off. I didn't even see him at the end of the funeral. We did not go to the Repass (where food is served and you get to socialize) afterward.
All this happened within earshot of my mother, brother and husband. It truly irritated the shit out of me after the funeral. He was so rude and the misery coming off of his words was palpable. He was not joking or being sarcastic. My mom mentioned in car ride home that he was was mad that he didn't get invited to my wedding. None of my aunts and uncles were invited to my wedding (both sides of my family). If that was the true reason, he needs to get over it. I, however, don't think that's the case. I don't even want to bother with him any longer. He is there in title only and not relationship. I don't know I let this bother me so much to write this, but it did.
Later that night my hubby asked if my Uncle was just being sarcastic when he was talking to me. I said nope he was being rude. He was a bit shocked at the behavior. That's just my family's behavior. This drama didn't make a solemn situation any better.
Everyone's family is far from perfect. It's how you deal with them that makes you who you are.
So folks I just want to end this rant with some positivity. Treat those around you as you want to be treated. And live your life as happily and freely as you wish because you are not guaranteed tomorrow.
"Fibroids are abnormal growths that develop in or on a woman’s uterus. Sometimes, these tumors become quite large and cause severe abdominal pain and heavy periods. In other cases, they cause no signs or symptoms at all. The growths are typically benign (noncancerous). The cause of fibroids is unknown.
This was my first major surgery in my life. It originally felt like I was hit by a truck. I really envy mothers who've had caesarians and had to take care of their baby almost immediately. Mothers I salute you.
I've had fibroids for a while but they never really bothered me too much. It was more of an extra pressure when my hubby laid his arm on my abdomin or an annoyance when exercising. They however increased in size and I believed I gained a lot of weight. I found that they were quite large at ending of 2014 and I was contemplating what to do. They really weren't bothering me too much. My period wasn't irregular at all.
By the summer of 2015, it all changed. My period after so long became irregular and unmanageable. I would have to wear 2 overnight pads in the day time and change them every hour to hour and a half. I never had to deal with this before and it was quite frustrating. The first time it happened I thought it was a fluke, but it continued each month. That was it. I had to take care of this matter. I couldn't keep this type of period up. Now it was a matter of timing.
So I had to work this out with work. I originally wanted to take of this the week before Christmas, but it ended up a month later. So Jan 29th was the date.
Now my thoughts about my leave. I had many of them:
1. I can finish up my novel
2. I can catch up with my finances
3. I can organize my house
4. I can work on my client's work.
However, this healing process is something else. For first 2 weeks, my attention span was minimal. I slept a lot and could only do things didn't require brain power. It's now in my 3rd week. My concentration level has improved. Hence I am writing this post, lol. I have started point #2 but my creative side hasn't returned yet so point #1 is a no go.
I start back to work tomorrow, part time. I can't do full days yet. I am supposed to go to office in March. It is daunting because stairs is a kicker for me. I need to sit down after I climb or descend. Hopefully I'll be much better by then.
Now, let me tell you this recuperating period is not easy for the stubborn and independent. You need help. You also need to learn to ask for help. And you must accept help. This has been an internal struggle this whole time. Hopefully, going forward, it will not be an issue. I will have learned from this experience. I am also going to be in this position again if/when I have a baby. My doctor says I will have to have a caesarian section to deliver a baby. Only time will tell what will happen. I do plan to live healthily as possible.
If you want to learn more about my condition, you can discuss with your ob/gyn or you can google them. This is a fairly common issue.
I can't keep some stupid injustices to myself and not say something about it. I'm tired of reading and hearing about this.
1. Man hits on woman, she rejects him. He continues to hit on her. She continues to reject him. Does he get the hint and go find someone else? No. He follows her outside of the club and shoots her in the chest, killing her.
2. Man cat-calls college girl on street after Blizzard 2016. She ignores him. So he drives close and through a large puddle to soak her.
3. Man cat-calls woman walking to her job. She ignores him. He assaults her and then rapes her.
This is NOT okay. If a woman does not want to be bothered with you, move on. Why be violent? Men today are just a bunch of punks who can't take rejection.
WOMEN are not OBJECTS to fuckin' own. We do not have to like you. Move the fuck on if we tell you to buzz off. There are more women out there. Find one that will like you back.
First of all, any man that cat-calls is just a jackass in the first place. It doesn't show how hot you are. All it shows is how much of a dog you are.
If you can't take rejection without getting violent or vindictive, then you need to go to therapy or just check yourself into the nearest prison. That's where you belong if you continue this trend.
Women if you find yourself in these sort of predictions and it seems to be heading towards violence. CALL 9-1-1 and press charges. It is not okay to be harassed.
I haven't posted in awhile. I'm sorry. I have have been wrapped in a fog of funk. I've just started coming out of it. So I decided to write my 2015 recap. 2015 had been a crappy year. There were some good times too. So I'm deciding how I should present this recap; should list by topic, pros and cons or just ramble on. I think I'll go by pros and cons, more like cons then pros.
1. Work this year has been horrible. It is not as bad as my previous job. This one is so easy right now. But it's stress comes in different forms. One form is a CEO who does not seem to understand what it takes to run a company. It's very annoying when you learn someone who's been a CEO and CFO at other major companies have no idea of accounting. I mean, come on. The other is that the business model works but it doesn't really. There are so many reasons why it's not. The concept works but execution is sloppy. We have wrong demographics and horrible marketing. Subliminal sales do not make a company grow. Mr Wonderful would say this is a hobby, lol.
This has been a struggle all year which puts a damper on everything throughout last year. Couldn't accomplish what I wanted this year because of this job. Hence my fog of funk.
2. I have to have surgery. It's a bit stressful especially never really having major surgery before. I try not to show my stress, but it's there. I'm mostly aprehensive of the scar after surgery and getting a catheter during surgery. I will probably be depressed about it because I'll feel damaged. It took me a month getting over a root canal.
3. I didn't get a chance to publish my book. I haven't even been able to sit down to write and edit. I was hoping to do so before end of 2015. My mind has been clouded and my inspiration to write was extremely minimal. Being in a funk saps inspiration and creativity.
1. My husband has been my rock this year and always, but this year truly. I look forward to more years of him being my rock.
2. Getting Author page on Goodreads. I discussed this in lenghth in a previous post.
3. My family is healthy and strong. I can't ask for anything more for them.
So for the better part of the year end and new year, I've been absorbing myself into reading a lot of manga. If you are on my Goodreads, you'd see a ton of manga being read. It helps me get out of reality and my funk. I really need to get out of it.
I am hoping this year will be better. It is starting off rough. Maybe it'll get much better. I hope to post a more positive post sooner.