tasha (tashabear) wrote,
tasha
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whoo golly

So this week happened, and it was Good. I LOVE my new job, because it involves the sort of detective work I adore. I do a lot of tracking down of information, whether it's to see when the most recent qualification form was submitted (and dammit, I forgot to order a date stamp today) or to discover whether or not a subcontractor even still exists (I found at least two today who have closed, and a couple who have filed for bankruptcy). The guys I'm working with are fabulous, and my cube is hyooge, so I've plenty of room to work. I'm discovering the weirdness of my predecessor (she filed companies whose name starts with "The", like "The Pappas Company," under T, for example), and my weirdness is so much less weird, professionally speaking, that I'm fairly confident they will want to keep me. (We have not yet discussed my private weirdnesses. I'm saving that for after the offer letter.)

The Clothes of My People Project (tm ariadne1), Tashabear edition, was/is a rousing success. I looked cute and professional (even if "cute" is not an adjective SOME people would use to describe me), and most of all I was comfortable while doing it. I ordered a skirt and a jumper from eShakti, and those should be in some time next week, at which point I will have 5 skirts, a dress, and two pairs of pants and no, I don't get it either. I had no idea I would fall in love with wearing skirts, but there you are. I need more tops, though, so that's my next quest. I also need more hosiery, so it's off to TJMaxx/Marshalls sometime this weekend. I like tights. Tights mean both warmth (fleece-lined tights FTMFW!) and that I don't have to shave my legs if I don't wanna.

I had what I thought was a brilliant idea earlier, and put raspberry vodka in my yummy strawberry-flavored soda, but I think I was a mite heavy-handed and I think that I am now drunk, or at least drunk-adjacent (I used the word adjacent with my young students tonight and one of them asked me "who's Jason?"), so I think I'm going to go to bed, because I need to get up in the morning and drink a ton of water before class. Oh yes indeedly. Also, scrolling is making me vaguely motion-sick. On the plus side, a small part of me is wishing that I could go to work tomorrow, which is new and different and I think I'll savor the feeling while it lasts. Horizontally. While snoring.

Nighty night, y'all.
Tags: clothes, workity work
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