So I worked at the Good Food Festival today. I wasn't expecting much; just crowds (which I hate), line-ups (which I hate), and not a lot of free samples (which I couldn't care less).
Yes there were crowds and line-ups, but what surprised me? All the free samples and good deals on the food! I mean, I wouldn't be impressed if I paid the admission fee (something like $11), but since I got in for free (and getting paid to work to boot), I would like to think I scored.
Example of things I gots:
-three reusable grocery bags
-two full bottles of honey mustard
-2 for $5 containers of nuts ($6 each in the stores)
-two bottles of Mrs. Dash
-a lot of free drinks
-lactose-free ice cream sandwiches
-being located in front of the beef truck, had a beef on bun and hot dog on bun for $5
-two bars of Lindt chocolate
-2 bags of chips for $1 each (regularly $3 each in the store)
-ponchos (yeah, I don't know either)
-roll of parchment paper
-2 for $5 butternut squash soup in an awesome reusable container and salad dressing
-ridiculously and perhaps irrationally happy I got all these deals and free things, on top of yet again exceeding my daily recommended intake of calories
So Drs. Mistie is in town, and we met up with them, Arfeli and Jeps and his new girlfriend Whitney at Lone Star Cafe. That, the place that I love because of their tortilla chips tey make on-site. And? Was not a disappointment. Good food, good company, goodness-gracious-i'm-getting-fat
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Working tomorrow...blah. The things I would do for money. Hopefully it's not that bad though, as it's at the Good Food Fair at the International Centre
Had those constant thoughts of: "so, ummm...what exactly am I doing here? Are they staring at me? Should I be writing something down? Should I say something to denote I'm participating? I feel underdressed...should I have dressed better? I wonder if they'll like me?"
So wifey is out of town for a night, so I had a chance to hang out with Argay. We went to the much-hyped Caplansky's Deli, they of the popular smoked meat sandwiches.
Result? Good, decent, but maybe not on par with Schwartz's in Montreal. Mind you Schwartz's has a couple of things going for it: the history of the place and it being an event being in another city hundreds of kilometres away. Plus Caplansky's was a bit on the dry side. But still, not too bad.
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Argay gave a couple of words of wisdom. Looks like that guy is ready to get married.
They just made the announcement at work yesterday for my "interim" position. The congratulations are nice and all, but the pessimist in me still feels like it's not a true accomplishment (it's not permanent, after all). In other words, I can't help but feel that I'm just babysitting until the real parent comes home.
But whatever, I should be grateful (seems to be a theme in my life: "I should be grateful, but...").
I do know I seem to have a steep learning curve ahead of me. I hope I didn't make a mistake accepting this position
It's great knowing someone who knows how to fix cars. Toyota was trying to convince me to change my rear brakes for $500, and was also trying to get me to fix whatever it was that was causing my "check engine light" to go on for about $400. I said "no thanks" and then went to Ray's.
He basically checked my brakes (said it would last another two-three years) and fixed the "check engine light" by connecting a hose that was not connected, and he didn't want to charge me (I slipped him a 20 anyway). Score!
Not maybe so much of a score? I still bought winter tires at Toyota (it was on sale!). Made a dent in my ING "car fund", but at least I'm good to go for next winter. I'm just hoping my car will survive, otherwise I'm going to have to buy a new car that will accommodate these wheels...lol
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Me (18 years ago): Mom, I got an A- on my report card
Mom (18 years ago): Why only A-? Why not A+?
Me (today): Mom, I got a promotion at work
Mom (today): that's so great son!
Me (today): it's temporary for 7 months
Mom (today): why only temporary? Why not permanent?
Thanks Mother. Not that I had flashbacks or anything...
So I've had this secret-ish career goal for the past few years: get a promotion at work before I turn 30. I was so convinced I didn't do it, that I had that whole epiphany last week.
Much to my surprise, I was offered an acting position just today. Which, of course because I'm a complainerer, means I'm not permanently in the position I would've wanted, but it's better than nothing?
On the brightside, it does offer me a break from my current duties for a good 7 months, which I have sorely wanted. And when I get back, my new Supervisor happens to also be a good friend (not that I would take advantage or anything), so hopefully the atmosphere/environment would be much better.
Yay? Yay! Sort of? Why not?
(oh, because of the ridiculous amount of work I have ahead of me in the next coming months. I hope I don't regret this)
haha...so I just woke up from a rather strange dream.
I dreamt that I was on a boat with my old boss. My entire team was on the shores and was watching and listening to what my old boss had to say, when all of a sudden a big wave came. I was holding on to my old boss' jacket, but he fell in the water. It was freezing cold, but he eventually surfaced. And he was mad at himself for coming into work.
I had to try to convince everyone that I was trying to hold him so he wouldn't fall, but I think everyone was thinking I pushed him in. And then I started doubting and thought to myself that maybe I did push him in.
Perhaps because I was mad at him? But why? I'm not really mad at him. Or am I? I could think of a couple of reasons why I would be. Well that was weird
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So I almost got into a car accident yesterday. Scary stuff because it would've been with Sharon's car and with an Infiniti. What the hell happened there? Jeez. I'm still thinking about it
So we ordered our kitchen sink from Lowe's last Sunday. They said the wait for it to be delivered would be about a month or two, because it was on back-order.
Imagine my surprise when they called yesterday indicating it was in. Now we just have to wait a few months for our cabinets and countertops. But whatever...one of the good parts of this awesome kitchen sink story? The price we got it at Lowe's was roughly half of what it would cost at other stores like Peel Tile. I mean, yeah, it's still an expensive sink, but the savings of what I was expecting it to cost can now go towards Quartz countertops (because apparently we're kajillionaires)
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Made one of those fruit-kabob baskets for my work BFF for her birfday. She's going through a lot right now. I hope she gets what she really wants because no doubt she deserves it
That maybe I'm just not cut out to be what I think I could be. Well, I'd like to think that I am, but I think I'm just caught in the "numbers game" where there are just as qualified people ahead of me for various reasons.
I don't want to do the whole "why do I do this to myself?" thing, but I clearly have to reassess and contemplate what I'm going to do with my life. Maybe I am in search of something else, but I'm constantly wondering why I can't just be happy with what I have and be content.
Giving up? I would like to think I'm not. Just looking for something new in life, I suppose.
I figure I'm in the top 95 percentile of all the people in the world in terms of quality of life. It could always, always be much worse.
I think I need to revist that whole "getting a dog" thing again. Yes, yes...that's what I have to do (much to the chagrin of Sharon)