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Thursday, March 17, 2005

life, before and after

MY LIFE AT THE MOMENT
So here I am still temping at the big anonymous investment bank a.k.a "the firm." Recently, I have been in better spirits as I am no longer working for the angry douche bag I was sentenced to for over 5.5 months. Daily, I dealt with his short temper, ego maniacal rants and other people avoiding him while I suffered in silence. I noticed that everyone I worked with felt my pain but ironically, he liked me and it worked at least for a while. I eventually stopped taking his bullshit and soon realized that shorty angry rich men usually get what they want at any cost. Working with him made me hate the corporate world even more.
But upon accepting other assignments within "the firm" I noticed that his demeanor was unusual. Everyone else including the janitors act much nicer. I have been assigned to at least five other sections of "TF" and been having a great time!

To be honest folks, I really do miss the craziness of the high tech world--(people who bring their pets to the office, work in their pajamas, live off of Mountain Dew and cheetos)--all of it. It was not a utopia but nobody took themselves too seriously and did what needed to get done while having a blast. We always managed to have a good time despite nightmare clients, impossible work load, or crazy leaders. At the moment, I keep interviewing for that dream web producer job thinking six months in the corporate banking world will make me more grown up and ready to get back to that great paying job I used to have but alas I have been at over 8 interviews and nothing yet. I even have had several second interviews and reference checks. I am not panicking but guess what--my time is running out as I will shortly give away my pending secret of being pregnant! Oh the horror. Yup, here I am 38 years old and knocked up.


HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?
No I have not been obsessing about my biological time clock ticking away, and I have not been reading up either on the Internet or at amazon.com on how to get pregnant over 35. It was not a romantic evening with a turkey baster and some frozen sperm either. It was plain old divine intervention. An illness and lack of attention got me a bun in the oven. My significant other, Z is also participating in this sinful endeavor. I guess opposites really do attract even under the worst of circumstances. Unfortunately, Z will remain anonymous on this site as his comprehension of the whole blog thing is minimal. He claims he wants no part of it but ha! He was forewarned that being in a relationship with a writer does have its consequences. As I have stated earlier, this is a tell all weblog. For those of you who know me, you will get the idea without me naming names. For those of you who don't, too bad.

I have no regrets, I will admit its bad timing, but when is it ever good timing. (when you are desperate at 45 shooting yourself with hormones, peeing every three hours to determine how you are ovulating?) I feel a lot better now than the state I was in three years ago after the big event. Basically I am ready for anything. So far, my pregnancy has been fine, nothing unusual. I am not in denial but I have not started wearing ugly maternity clothes and buying baby crap. I do have a name but I will not divulge that at this time.

Z seems to be happy, he has better maternal instincts than me. The irony is he is a tough, street raised Brooklyn rican, reared by the heavy hand of his mother. He is more intune with his inner Martha Stewart than I am. Here is a man eager to solve any problem with a swing of a baseball bat yet can mop floors, cook a three courses meal, do laundry and hang curtains at the same time. He is quite charming as I finally succumbed to his flirtation after 3 months of him chasing me. ...more about our crazy romance later....

As you can see there is so much to talk about, its a good thing I have this weblog. Give me some time, eventually I will mention those of you who know me as I discover the beauty and fun of blogging.

FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO KNOW ME BE FORWARNED--YOU MIGHT BE MENTIONED ON THIS SITE--I HAVE BEEN KNOWN TO BE BRUTALLY HONEST--SO THERE!!!

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