I Shall Spit on Your Graves

I found the title of this book by Vernon Sullivan, a.k.a. Boris Vian quite fitting for this post. Not that I really intend to follow those people’s lives and wait for the right time to expectorate but it is true that I despise now more than ever before.

My office wife has been sent to another department in a building across the street. Lots of things happened but she stood up and remained strong and I was there with her all the time. We knew it was happening but we didn’t know when exactly. I told her to let me know when and I would move her stuff.

This morning I saw my OW and she told me she needed to have her computers moved so I went ahead and moved them with some other stuff I thought she may want to have around to make her new cube more homely and after loading the cart, I realized there wasn’t much left to move but I would have to make a second trip. OW was happy and impressed with the stuff I had moved over and told her about the other stuff left behind and what was in her drawers and file cabinet that were locked up. She asked me if I wanted the keys and I said yes so she gave them to me and did not expect to see me back until tomorrow.

One of my meetings fell through so I had some time left before the end of the day and decided to go ahead and move the rest of the stuff. On my way out, I was accosted several times wondering why I was moving that stuff and other utterly stupid remarks that I will not deign transcribe here. And others did not speak out but I could see the look of contempt on their faces. Just because I was moving stuff! They obviously don’t have a clue about our relationship and why I took care of her stuff but it was my promise and my decision and instead of working, their were minding business that was not theirs to begin with. Now I know the subject will be eventually brought up in some meeting and we shall advise then.

I will not spit on your graves but I won’t forget your pettiness.

Till then…

Kids… Kids?

Jay and I had an exchange of pictures today and they were silly but we had such a blast! Who can believe that we are in our 40’s and being such kids?

I don’t care. I LOVE it!

Till then…

I have a (crazy) dream…

I was in bed with my son, waiting for him to fall asleep so I could put him in his crib and I had this crazy idea that popped up in my mind: how about a road trip to pay a visit to my most beloved blogger friends? I was thinking how to get to the places and although the idea of taking a plane would be much faster and would leave me more time to spend with my friends, it did not seem right. No, the best way to do that would be to drive across America! Not only it would allow me to see more of the country and take pictures but it would also be great to accomplish such a feat.

So, I identified 8 people and went to Google Maps and traced my route. And you know what? It is a crazy because I would give myself 10 days to do it but I would be a few hours short, if indeed there would be no incidents whatsoever on the roads, with myself or with my car. Or I could skip one person since we have already met once but that would be a pity because a) it would be on my way between two other friends and b) because it would be a nice flashback to my teenager years when I would be in that town almost every weekend.

So I don’t know. It’s already too late in the year to think about this and besides I don’t have enough vacation time to do it. Maybe for next year?

Till then…

Ungrateful bastard

I was having lunch by myself today when I caught a conversation a couple of tables away. The subject of the heated debate was non other than President Obama’s health reform. One of them was an African-American, the second was white and the last and most vociferous was Latino. The Latino was the loudest one, trying to force down the throats of the other two at the table a pile of mumbo-jumbo that seemed to be tirades learned by heart right off Fox News. And while the African-American was not really getting involved in the conversation at that point, the white was trying to convince the Latino that everything he was saying was not correct.

And it dawned on me the silliness and the stupidity of this individual, arms flailing in all directions, insisting on being right and how his parents or grand-parents were happy to be able to come to this country and being assisted financially and medically while with the help of family and friends they could look for a way to get out of their precarious situation. Now that he has a situation and a good salary, there is no remembering the uncles, brothers and cousins left behind and whom would love to enjoy a piece of paradise. It doesn’t matter if the family that was so prosperous a cancer or an organ transplant away are in such a dire position because they have spent their last penny on medication or trying to pay a hospital bill they will never ever be able to pay in this lifetime. He is young, he is healthy and sees no reason to follow such a leftist position of well being for all.

He really should go and talk to his elders and listen to their stories. Maybe he’ll understand why we need this reform and we need it now.

Till then…

Twitting

By the way, I might have not been blogging here for a while but I am on Twitter under aliti33028. Just in case you really want to follow me or get in touch with me.

Till then…

Moving on

I know a bunch of people who are going to fall off their chairs reading this…

Yes, it is Aliti, once again back here.

I conveniently used the excuse of wanting to post the pictures from my trip to the Dominican Republic to stall any writing. Well, that’s not 100% true, but I did want to post the pictures and have a part 2, but what really got me all messed up was the fact that I could not really find anything interesting to say about the trip because there was nothing really that exciting. It was mainly a business trip and there is nothing really to say about talking to lawyers and visiting our properties.  Even the pictures I took were not that great but I do promise to post some of them soon. At least to get that closure.

What else happened? Well, summer came and summer is almost gone. The SU took the kids to see her parents before the beginning of school. It was nice for them to get out of the house and better for me to have 10 days of relative rest.

The SU was involved in an weird accident. She was hurt but not badly and the kids are ok. The car was in the shop for over a month but we got it back last week.

My daughter turned 6. She had a blast with some of her friends from school. She also started 1st grade this year. I participated in the “Million Father March” and took my daughter to school by myself. I met her new teacher and saw her classroom and left after taking a few pictures and making sure she was ok. When I was leaving, she did not cry but had a sad face. All day long I was thinking about her, if she was ok, if she had lunch, if she had fun and whole bunch of questions. When I picked her up, she was so happy and she told me it was “the best day of my life”! Well, I’ve heard that before in other occasions, but as long as she was happy, I was happy too. Over the days, her enthusiasm has cooled a little, since she has to deal with homework now. She is not used to the idea of having to work at home so it’s a little hard at night for now.  She is also in an accelerated class so she will definitively have more work than her K friends whom are now in regular first grade.

I was supposed to be on-call for Labor Day but one of the techs is getting married in November and needs money so he asked me if I could give him my shift. I too needed the money but I figured that could be his wedding present whether I am invited or not so I agreed and suddenly my weekend was freed. Since it had been such a long time since we all went away together and it would actually be our first vacation with the baby boy, I was able to plan a long weekend to Naples, FL. (Italy will be for much later!) My daughter had a blast in the hotel pool and at the beach. I had bought a book that I had planned to read by the pool and it stayed on my desk. I was upset and disappointed because I was waiting for this book to finally come out, since the author (an old JSer) used to complain about not working on it. He disappeared and I found out lately that he did publish the book. Maybe I should have started it today…

Work is ok. I am still very happy that I still have a job and that I am kept busy. I see how many people are affected here and it is scary. My OW is having some issues but it seems she will be able to keep working for the organization, albeit in a different department and doing something totally different. 10 more days before her move and I am really glad it worked out that way, even though I will have to walk further every day to see her.

I am getting older and with that more health problems. My doctor and I had a serious talk last week and we talked about some drastic measures. I had chickened out about a year ago, but this time I am ready to go all the way. The first step is in a week, so we’ll see.

I got in touch with Jay. It had been weeks since we talked and I felt really miserable because not only I love her to death but I missed our silly conversations and more serious ones. Of course, as very often in such cases, there was some serious miscommunication between us. Everything was cleared and we are back in touch and I couldn’t be happier!

Of course there have been many other things that happened but that’s more of the daily stuff so it will not be transcribed here. That shall be for future and hopefully daily posts.

Till then…