I had all sorts of things I was going to post about. Like how my credit card number was stolen and how the customer service rep made me feel even worse about it when she couldn't believe I didn't have family in the area who could come sign for a FedEx for me while I was at work after I'd just explained to her that I was three hours from home visiting my family and was no where near a computer when some criminal was charging $14 worth of online financial services on my credit card. Thanks Citigroup, it's not enough to have your credit card information stolen but you hire customer service reps who act like you've got three heads when you explain you have no family near you.
Or how I had to tell one of my staff that I didn't have a half hour to argue with her yesterday and that she just needed to do as I'd asked even though the situation wasn't ideal. Or how I'm so sick of hearing that same employee complain about the same things that aren't going to change. She should know that by now. She's been doing the same job for nine years.
Or how wonderful it is that I don't have to celebrate Ms. Ex's birthday anymore because her birthday lasts an entire month even though my birthday is 10 days after hers and in the same month and only ever lasted a day.
Or how I've realized how reserved I am. Even on this blog I give everyone nicknames. I have never mentioned exactly where to work. I refer relatively vaguely to my friends and family (have I even mentioned my family? I can't remember. That's sad.). I play everything in my life close to the vest. This is neither good nor bad, just something I've noticed.
Instead I'll just show you this. Here's what spring looks like at my house.
And in honor of spring a little She & Him.
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