Twitter-pations......crap they suck

Well, my co-worker is insisting that her terminally shy son is really wanting to take me out to dinner and see where things go. For having met this guy once for a couple of minutes with him all but staring at the floor I find it hard to believe but then a couple of her family members have mentioned that yes its really true. He DID hang around the house the whole afternoon while I was visiting a few weeks back, apparently listening to everything I said!
He was upset that no one invited me up for the weekend, but when I told her to invite him to lunch with us on Sunday he panicked and bailed out! Geez.....I was up most of Saturday night with butterflies in the tummy, mentally reviewing my wardrobe, kicking myself for not owning some nicer clothes than jeans and then he chickens out! MEN! What a waste of what could have been a wonderful night's sleep.
Well, the co-worker says that when I come up next weekend that he'll be in a place where he feels more comfortable and then maybe he'll work up the courage. Wow. Never saw such shyness in a family before. But then look at me...I have a problem shutting up nine times out of ten....shyness ceased to be a problem for me years ago!
Still, I definately am heading up there next weekend as this guy has offered to fix the valve on my transmission (bless him!), and I will be up again on the 4th for a concert so it gives him a couple of chances to unwind a bit and realize that I don't bite (well, not on the first date anyway!) Actually, I'll probably just ask if he wants to go to the concert...I guess the butterflies will have to be placed on hold for another couple of days!

Friday the thirteenth....and then some

Well, I survived FT13th.....you know I never had problems with this day before, in fact 13 is one of my lucky numbers, but I think the fact that I had a double helping of 13's that made the day so weird. Allow me to explain....my baby sister is coming down for my brother's graduation. On the big day we had 13 days to go until she gets here. OUCH! First of all I finally tried doing my taxes and ended up spending 4 hours juggling 1040's, moving costs, change of residency status (and with that the lovely state taxes I have never had to deal with before). By the time it was all over I was exhausted, had wasted half of my work day literally pulling out my hair and questioning my sanity. Am I sure accounting is REALLY what I want to go into? I was just noting the other day that UVSC has an Earth Sciences program that I would sooooooooooo love to go into.....
Well once I was "officially" on the clock it seems as if all hell broke loose. Managers calling with all sorts of complaints, problems and just all out "help-me-now-itis" that I considered going back to the relative quiet of my tax forms and just chucking the day completely. One manager even called me while I was grocery shopping after work (oh the joys of having a work-pays-for-it cell!) and grumbled at me while I went up and down the aisles trying to remember was it canned fruit or canned veggies I was wanting and wondering if the pork roast was on a good enough sale this week to buy a package. Sadly, I don't think I can put that on my time sheet, but that's okay...even when he's complaining I find Brian to be a wonderful reminder that HEY....MY LIFE IS GREAT IN COMPARISON!
Actually, the day wasn't really bad.....stressful, but not bad. I survived, mostly intact, to fight again another day....and, on the plus side, I have a baby sis to greet in another 10 days!