What the hell?

interesting

on HGTV the designer has been tasked to redecorate the family's pool room (outside of the inground) into their daughter's first quasi-apartment. ok, so technically it used to be the garage, but what a nifty idea. it's mike seaver in reality.

or is this something the well to-do commonly have done for their offspring?

anyhoo,
the week has flown by. i only worked 25 hours while balancing interviews. a couple of interesting things happened, but i don't want to just take the first thing. i crave a bit of comfort and relish the respect i've finally gotten from my peers. or, as we were joshing about, the elders in my working group;)

so yes, i got a 30% increase (which sucks dollar-wise). on the plus side, OT is still a factor and i could actually look for a new apartment. nothing high-end mind you, but the thought of leaving the evil trolls behind is a rosy prospect.

i did feel slightly guilty when telling the she-troll how much money other folks generally make. she was dying to know what my salary was (probably secretly plotting to squeeze me for more bills - whatever)...and so I told her what the new hourly rate was. she's flabbergasted. and makes a little more than 40K. which, until i burst her bubble, was a lot in her perspective. oof.

tomorrow is (finally) the last episode of sex in the city. this is the primary reason i did not go to long island. i'm going to visit next weekend, so i can have sufficient time with the mom to eyeglass shop.

today i cleaned, inspired by alison. and still have more work to do with clothing. but i absolutely love changing my sheets. my stuff is in the washer now. which just reminded me of an earlier incident.

she-troll (who looks positively awful with short curly hair - HA) came down at 11am while i was on the phone with trisha. she said i was REALLY LOUD.

what the f*ck?

oh, so sorry i woke you at the crack of dawn. GRRR.

whatever. i did turn her offer for coffee down afterwards, even though it was killing me. it smelled so good. when i cooked dinner, conveniently after she had a can of vegetable soup, she was clearly waiting for me to offer.

RIGHT.

I did let her taste. And for the record, it was damn good. la la la.

posted by irene @ 2/21/2004 10:31:00 PM