Life has been pretty calm as of late. I am still not feeling the greatest and intend to return the damn doctor soon to figure out why I have this stupid abdominal pain. I am much better than I was before so that is a good sign. I'm still not completely convinced that I'm not dying but that's probably just the extreme hypochondriac in me talking.
I am still working for the bank and they have yet to fully hire me since I am still technically working for a temp firm. I'm not as excited about the job as I was before. I guess you could say that the job and I have passed our honeymoon phase and now we're onto the "you annoy the hell out of me, I'm tired of you, I need a vacation" phase. I will be the first to admit that I have very little knowledge about loans. I realize that that is a little silly since I'm a loan closing assistant. All that I know (and all that I need to know for this job) is what signatures need to go where and which documents are really important. The loan closers like to remind me on daily basis just how little I know about working in the loan department. If I have a question the answer is explained to me as if I were a 5 year old girl asking "why is the sky blue?". There have been a few times that I have almost thrown some music knowledge at them just to show them that I know something that they don't and that I do have a degree. It is very frustrating to know that you are an intelligent person but are made to feel stupid on a regular basis. I realize that I may be blowing all of this out of proportion as I usual do but seriously, in the long run who the hell cares about your damn FHA streamline loan?!? Despite my bitching, this job is alright and much better than my previous place of employment. The other loan closing assistants (or LCA's as we are known as in the bank world) are very nice and like to listen to the stupid stories that I have to tell. I referred to my dog as a "little penis" the other day and they both laughed uncontrollably. Who knew I was so funny :)
Speaking of my furry son, he is doing well and hasn't had a visit to the vet since March which crazy since he was making it a habit of getting sick every two weeks for the past year. I don't want to celebrate too much because I'm sure that he will end up at the vet soon but it has been nice to not take the stressful trips to the doctor. Cody and I are doing really well. He left for Denver again this morning and I know that the travelling is a necessary evil but it gets old. I find myself impatiently waiting for Thursday to arrive every week because that is when he comes back home. We just returned from a trip to Lyons, KS to see my beautiful friend, Katie Pretz (Steinert), get married. Overall, it was a great weekend and it was wonderful to see some of my college friends. There was a lot of beer and dancing involved and Katie and I got to sing together again which is always a wonderful experience. It made me miss my college days. I wish that all of my friends lived closer.
The next few weekends are going to be a little busy. We have some friends coming to visit and also in less than a month I will be seeing James Taylor in concert! Woot! Our trip to the pacific northwest is also on the horizon and I can't wait! We've got a few months to go but I'm definitely counting down the days.
Well look at the time! I guess I made it to 9:30 afterall. With that said, I am now going to bed. Fezzik has been snoring for the last hour and it is time to join him. Monday is almost over...yay!
Is Fezzik a puppy still? I wonder how much of his sickness was just a puppy thing. When Scout was a puppy, he had GI issues and would puke everyday, sometimes more than once, but that seemed to stop as he got older.
ReplyDeleteAnd for the record, I am totally jealous of you going to see James Taylor in concert!!! How awesome is that? (And I, for one, always knew you were funny, my dear)
I hope your job gets better. Love you!