Friday, July 30, 2010

Elevator Etiquette

I got a bunch of dirty looks today when I was leaving work.



See, my company is on the 2nd floor of a 5 story building. I usually take the stairs - I swear! But yesterday, I was wearing shoes similar to these:













And my feet hurt. :( So I took the elevator down. And got a dirty look from everyone on the elevator.





















But you know what? When I looked down at everyone else's feet, I saw these:










And these:


And these:




So those people can all bite me. :)


-Holly





Friday, July 23, 2010

Screw you, little metal push pins!

These are the bane of my existence:








I just hung a 70 page PowerPoint on a concrete wall using 2 metal push pins per page...

My poor little thumbs!
















Is it 5pm yet?

-Holly

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

Score!

I've been drooling over this rug from Target.com for 4 months. I haven't bought it cuz it was waaay too expensive. Well on Monday I finally decided I wanted it bad enough. So I went to buy it and they were SOLD OUT!!!!! :(

I was so sad. *Sniff*

But I didn’t give up hope, I kept looking annnnnd SCORE! I found that rug somewhere else! AND you could order it through Amazon.com! My hubby said he'd order it for me so he could get Amazon points.

Well not only did my sweet hubby order that rug for me, he got me some discount and the rug was $100 cheaper!!! Woo hoo!

I love him. :) And I hope I love the rug - I've only seen it online. When it’s delivered, I’ll take some pics.
____________________________________________
And on another note:

WE TOOK THE PLUNGE!

Yes, we finally scheduled (well, paid for) our IKEA Home Kitchen Design Service. (They are supposed to call me this afternoon to schedule, but they already took my credit card payment over the phone…I hate giving my credit card number over the phone…)

So now we’ve put $249 non-refundable dollars down. We’ve got to do it now. :)

I am SUPER excited though. I can’t wait to have a beautiful new kitchen!! That kitchen designer better watch out though – I have a million questions. I know what style of everything I want, I’m just not sure of the layout. That’s what I really need help with. I know I want an island too, but we may end up waiting for that, depending on the cost.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Friday, July 16, 2010

Time to Retire

So I've been thinking about changing the name of my blog.

"But why, Holly? Belle to Businesswoman is such a cute and fitting name for your blog!"

Yes, yes I know. It is an adorable name and quite witty for my situation, if you ask me. :) But see, with a blog named "Belle to Businesswoman" I feel the need to write about business, aka - my job. And, lately, the exciting parts of my life...the parts I actually would want to blog about, well they happen AFTER 5pm. They happen in the other half of my life. They happen when I'm playing the part of wife/friend/doggy mommy. Not when I'm playing the part of Executive Assistant. Every now and then something interesting will happen at work. But in general, my job is...eh. I mean, it keeps me busy, but it's just alright. And the parts of my job that are kind of cool, those parts are mostly confidential. I can't talk about that new show they are writing or that new ride they are developing or the research I just did for something so TOTALLY awesome that we might do at one of our properties. So unless you want to hear about the HOURS I spent scheduling meetings (and rescheduling those same meetings) or the hours I spend booking travel, or the hours I spend reconciling company credit card charges, I don't think this blog would be very interesting to you.

But maybe it could be interesting if I blogged about it with a spin. But honestly, I don't want to think about work anymore than I have to. When 5 o'clock (or 5:30, or 6pm, etc) rolls around, I want to be DONE with work!

The real issue here is motivation. I have lost my mojo. I have lost my motivation.

See, at first I thought I was just going through a stage. My trip to Jamaica was coming up and who wouldn't be a little spacey at work with an awesome trip like that only a few weeks away?

















And then when I got back from my trip, I had a hard time keeping myself motivated. But again, who could blame me? I had just had the most awesome time EVER on the beach drinking pina coladas, hanging out with friends, dancing the night away! It's a little hard to switch from sunbathing and Jamaican rum to expense reports and bad office coffee.



















So I did a little reflecting. And I realized that I've had a complete overhaul attitude change about work. I've gone from "ambitious" to "apathetic."

When I first started working at the HR office of that "un-named attraction" I felt like I had finally started my career. And over time, I felt like I was moving forward - working towards that career. Each task I completed got me one tiny step closer to that "big office with a window" that I thought I wanted. When I moved over to the corporate office, I was so excited. Finally I got to wear business casual clothes! And I had my own desk! And I had my own phone extension! I was really moving up! But that honeymoon stage didn't last long. I got bored. REALLY bored. I was over-educated for that position. (Not to sound big-headed, but I really was.) I did learn a lot of necessary skills that I didn't posses, like corporate style communication, etc. but when you got down to the nitty gritty of that job, the truth is that I had a masters degree and I was answering the phone and ordering office supplies.

I. Was. Bored.



















So what's an ambitious girl to do? I reached out to other departments. I helped out on this, I did a little of that, I continuously asked anyone who walked by if there was anything they needed help on, anything I could help them with.

And what happened? Well, in a down economy, the worst thing you can do is let your coworkers know that you don't have enough to do at work.

I was laid off.

Which sucked. But I didn't take it personally and that is why I am back with the company working in a much better job with a much better pay rate. :) And in general, this is a really good job (I stay busy, I get along with everyone, some of the stuff I work on is interesting).

So why am I still having these motivation issues? Shouldn't I just be happy to have a job? Shouldn't I be grateful that I am not sitting at home living on unemployment checks?

(I know the answer is yes. Well, actually the answer is "Quit complaining Holly and get to work!" Seriously though, I should remember that most people hate their jobs. And I'm lucky in so many aspects - I work with nice people, I have respect at work, I have pride in the company I work for, etc.)













But the problem is that this is just a job. It's not a career. Where am I going to go from here? (A few other people at my company started in this position, but the job they were promoted into does NOT sound like something I would enjoy.) Any experience I am gaining is really just boxing me in to be an Executive Assistant for the rest of my life. So what is my motivation to work hard and do well?
















---
Peter Gibbons: You see, Bob, it's not that I'm lazy, it's that I just don't care.

Bob Porter: Don't- don't care?
Peter Gibbons: It's a problem of motivation, all right? Now if I work my ass off and Initech ships a few extra units, I don't see another dime, so where's the motivation? And here's another thing, I have eight different bosses right now.
Bob Porter: Eight?
Peter Gibbons: Eight, Bob. So that means when I make a mistake, I have eight different people coming by to tell me about it. That's my only real motivation is not to be hassled, that, and the fear of losing my job. But you know, Bob, that will only make someone work just hard enough not to get fired."
---

So to conclude: Work sucks. Period. I've gone from fantasizing about a career to just being happy to get my bi-weekly paycheck.

But my life doesn't suck. My life is FUN! And I really think my personal life would be much more interesting to blog about...

So is it time to retire Belle to Businesswoman?

Friday, July 2, 2010

Josh D, CPA

In honor of my hubby passing the final part of the CPA exam, I'm dedicating today's post to him.

He is my best friend, the love of my life, the person who knows all of my hopes and dreams and who works hard to make those hopes and dreams come true. I love you Josh!


Thursday, July 1, 2010

RIP Myrtle the Turtle

My last blog was on June 8th! Today is July 1st! Oops. :) I'm a terrible blogger. I've just been so BUSY! Work has been super busy with the addition of two new people to my department. Then I've been searching for a new car since my old car was falling apart, so that has kept me busy too...

Speaking of my car...

See Myrtle the Turtle (She's a green car with no pickup when you push on the gas - thus she is called Myrtle the Turtle) has had a transmission problem for over a year now. She doesn't kick into gear when I put her in drive. Reverse works just fine, but when I put her into drive....we sit there...and wait...and then she turns her "overdrive" light on and falls into neutral. I usually have to restart the car 1 or 2 times before I can get it into drive successfully. And lately, it's been more like 3 or 4 times to restart before I can go anywhere. And then there was the time she fell out of drive and into neutral when I was pulling out into oncoming traffic...scary moment! Plus the "check engine" light has been on for about 4 months. And then on Tuesday.....

I got into my car after work and was super excited because it got into drive on the first try! Yippy! Good job Myrtle! I let my window down to let out some of the hot air in the car and started driving out of the parking lot. My air conditioning started blowing cold, so I went to put up my window.....and all of a sudden I heard a "clunk!" and my drivers side window slipped back down! I stopped my car and tried to put the window up again....it didn't budge. I. Was. So. Pissed. I cussed up a storm at Myrtle, got out of my car, and tired to pull up my window manually. Wouldn't budge. "You f'ing car. You piece of s*** car!" (I'm literally standing in the parking lot, sweat dripping down my face, yelling profanities at my car. Classy.)

So I get back in, crank her up, throw my hair up so it isn't blowing around the car, and start driving.

Well then it starts to sprinkle. I laugh (it's a crazed wide eyed laugh) and still cussing at the car scream "Great! What else can go wrong?!?!"
Well...THEN is starts to POUR! And I mean pour. HUGE drops of rain were coming down!!!

So then I start bawling. I look around my car for something, ANYTHING to put up against my window. I find a folded flat-rate postage box and shove it against the window.

So there I was, bawling...crying my eyes out...cussing at my car...dripping with sweat...soaking wet from the rain on the right side of my body...holding a postage box against my window with my left hand and driving with my right hand...

All.

The.

Way.

Home.

Thanks a lot, Myrtle.

(This is a pic of Myrtle a couple of months ago. I was on my way to work when Myrtle started smoking. I had to call AAA and have them tow it. Cracked radiator = $500. Argh. And the only person at work I could get in touch with to come get me from where I was standing on the side of the road was my buddy Melodye...who was 8 months pregnant at the time. That sweet lady waddled to her car and drove to pick me up on the side of the road. Thanks again Melodye!)

So yesterday I drove (with tape holding up my window) back over to the dealership I had visited last week that had my favorite car out of the 100,000 I looked at. (A beautiful red 2007 Rav4!!) My mom and I had tried our best last week to get them to lower the price so my payments would be around what I wanted. But they wouldn't budge last week. So we left. This week, I emailed them and said:

"Good afternoon. I came by last week to look at your 2007 red Rav4 and I saw today that it is still listed online. I'm still interested in this car and wondered if you would be willing to rework the figures so that the payments would be closer to $xxx, without extending the loan period beyond 60 months. Let me know if this is possible, and I would be willing to come back in and talk.
Kind regards,
Holly"

Well, they said come in and we'd talk. So I did. And we talked. AND I GOT IT! Ha!!! I win!!! They ended up giving me a lot more for Myrtle, lowered the price of the car, AND they gave me an awesome interest rate. It was one of my most proud moments. :)
 
And my new red Rav4 sure is sexy! Gotta think of a name for this guy!