Hello lovelies…I hope everyone had a nice Father’s Day weekend. We never do anything fancy, just a family dinner, but that’s good enough for us. We’re a simple people. On Saturday, mom and I went shopping. It works to my benefit that my boyfriend usually works on Saturdays. I had two coupons from DSW, one for $5 off (those cheapskates) and one for $20 off. I usually go to DSW, walk around, and leave empty-handed and disappointed. Not this time! I walked out of there with 5 pairs of shoes. AND…there were several other pairs that I really wanted too, but I contained myself. (I easily could have purchased at least 8 shoes.) I’ve never been the girl with tons and tons of shoes. My shoe selection was always pretty sparse. So I think I deserved to buy 5 new pairs. Although, about a month ago, I did buy 4 pairs of shoes…but not all at the same time, so that doesn’t count. And one pair is for a wedding. You can’t judge me! Some women buy shoes every week, even though they can’t afford it. I can afford it, but I’m not that crazy.
Later that day, we decided to go to Kohl’s to return a few things, from several different orders. Yes, that may sound like I do a lot of shopping, but one of the orders was from March, and the other two were back to back because I earned Kohl’s cash, and I HAD to use it. I didn’t plan on returning anything (because then you lose the Kohl’s cash), but why keep something that I don’t absolutely love? Plus, two of the things were shoes, and I figured if I bought 5 new pairs of shoes that day, I should probably return the 2 pairs I bought at Kohl’s that really weren’t very cute. So we leave the house, we get to Kohl’s and for the first time, we get a really good spot. (Kohl’s is always so packed.) Then two things happened. First, my mom asked me if my things were in the trunk. At this point, I had a laughing fit, because that’s when I realized I left the bag of returns at home. I don’t know how I missed it, since it was a large bag with two boxes of shoes, among other things. Apparently, I was so distracted debating what shoes to put on, that I forgot to bring the bag with me. Genius. The next thing that happened was that my mom’s shoe broke. The top part came apart, making it impossible to walk in. It was like a flip-flop without the flip, so it was just a flop. We were both laughing hysterically. So even if I hadn’t forgotten my bag of returns, we had to go back home anyway to grab another pair of shoes for my mom. Good times.
On an unrelated note, I am no longer a freelancer at my current/old job. They rehired me, so now I get to make less money than I was making a few weeks ago. Yay me! (Freelancing salary is higher since there are no benefits or taxes taken out. Le sigh.) But yes, I am very grateful that they hired me again. This was such a lucky break for me. In other more irritating news, the office is moving. I currently have a 5 minute commute to work, opposite side of traffic, so it’s AWESOME. We have a garage, so I don’t have to worry about my car getting too hot in the sun, or having to clean snow off my car in the winter. We have a nice cafeteria with plenty of choices. WELL NOT ANYMORE! Our new office is further away, there is NO garage, and they have a tiny, practically non-existent cafeteria. And as if it wasn’t already annoying enough, they’re taking our current cubicles to the new building, so my team had to relocate to another area of the office. As of last Friday, four of us are crammed into one room, with no privacy, all talking over each other on the phone until the end of next week. So we’re lucky enough to be inconvenienced with two moves! I know, you’re so jealous right now. It’s really hard to work in my temporary location. The desks here are MUCH smaller, and I feel all out of whack and unorganized. Not a good feeling for a meeting planner. Oh well, such is life. I’ve been meaning to get a post out for days now, but it’s been so hectic. I can’t believe I used to have time to blog at work. I mean, shhh, don’t tell anyone that. (On a serious note, I take my job seriously, and I am not a slacker.) Have a great rest of the week!