Most of my current readers are here because of Puppy Doe. I just got some news, that I am excited to start writing about, but I have to get something off my chest first. I hope you don’t mind if I blog about other things. If you have read my old stuff, you know I blogged about whatever is on my mind. At the time it was mostly Twilight. Today I need to vent about something that just happened in what I thought was a support group. I won’t name the group or the people. I’m not trying to throw anyone under the bus. I’m just venting. I’ll understand if you want to look away now.

My day was going great. I recently started a fund raiser to help me through some rough times, being unemployed. Today, I am setting up social media and inviting people to follow me. As I am a writer, and NaNoWriMo starts in a few short days, I decided to raise funds for NaNoWriMo, too. My promise is to give back to the NaNoWriMo community by donating to NaNoWriMo.org, when my fundraiser is complete. I think it’s Win-Win. Thinking that my fellow writers were the best bet for helping me spread the word, I posted on the group’s page. I did not ask for donations from them. I asked them to “help me spread the word,” and posted a link to my fundraiser page (you’ll also notice a donation button on the front page). I thought they would enjoy that I was going to donate to NaNoWriMo. Boy, was I wrong. I got a scathing comment saying that this was, “wildly inappropriate,” and that I, “need to stop making excuses and get a job.”

Ouch. I have been job hunting and interviewing since June, when getting rehired by my old employer fell through. It took two months for them to tell me that they could not take me back. Naturally, in that time, I was not job hunting. Since then, I have been though. I even got hired at one point, but my employer exercised their right to say it wasn’t a good fit within a few days. It’s a Right To Work state. It happens.

I am sure that the people who scolded me did not follow the link and read my letter, in which I explain what I am asking for and why. I hope so anyway. If not, these people must have a very low opinion of crowd funding to begin with. I think it’s great. I would much rather someone get help from people who choose to help, than go on Welfare and make everyone pay. The karma just seems better that way, to me.

Yep, it’s a ramble. Sorry about that. You’ll find that I do that sometimes. It helps me get my thoughts in order. Not all of my writing is as organized as I would like.

Anyway, I removed my post from the page. After the long scolding, someone Liked the scolding I got and then continued with a scolding of their own. I do feel bad that I offended them, but I think if they had actually read my plea they would not have been offended. It’s not like I don’t want to do my part for society, and I’m just trying to sit around and collect money. The Universe just seems to be telling me that I need to be writing right now. Job after job that I am SO qualified for are refusing interviews or giving the job to others. Meanwhile, total strangers are finding my blog and saying things like, “I hope you are a writer.” I’m in a real pickle. If I am to write, I need funds….hence a fundraiser. Being fully aware that I can’t just panhandle to support myself, I added the charity piece. It’s no lie. I fully intend to give to charity. It’s something I need to make me feel better about asking for help, which I have been avoiding doing for months, and to help hold me accountable for the writing I need to do.

I am putting it out in the Universe that they never have to rely on the kindness of strangers, because karma isn’t a bitch, as it is so often said. It is a mirror.

Thanks for reading this far,

Christa

Life is good in general.

  • Work is good.
  • No love life to speak of but I have some awesome crushes and that’s all I can handle right now.
  • I’m catching up on Castle (Hi Nathan! I’ve missed you.)
  • I have great friends.
  • I’m excited for E-Fabulous who is starting her career change. So proud!

I’m looking forward to:

  • My trip to IL for cousin Jennifer’s wedding.
  • My trip to IL for the family reunion (wish me luck, I’m still working this one out).
  • The Short Second Life of Bree Tanner! (or Midnight Sun, whichever comes out first. LOL)
  • The Eclipse movie (leg hitch and tent scene here we come!)
  • The next Sookie Stackhouse book.
  • True Blood!
  • The next A Song of Ice and Fire book (please GRRM?!?)
  • Make It Monday (even those E-Fabulous and I had dinner last night, sorta, and will have dinner again tonight).

Wow, has it really been since Halloween? I just don’t have time to do anything anymore. But today is not about complaints, it’s about being thankful. This year, I’m thankful to be employed. Not just employed, but employed by a fantastic company. I’m thankful for the new friends I’ve made, my teammates. I’m having a lot of fun with them. I’m feeling alive again.

Don’t get me wrong. Life after divorce has been great, but there were certain areas that I shut off. I’d joke about being dead inside, but it was sorta true. I don’t want to live like that anymore. Thanks for reminding me I’m awesome, and that I deserve to live life.

As always, I’m thankful for family. I’m alone here in AZ, yet I know you’re all there for me. I love your emails, your texts, your participation in the family website, and that you ask Mom about me. I love you.

One of my customers used to be in the adult film industry apparently. He’s considering a return to the smutty screen and asked me all about the Phoenix scene. I guess I sound like I am in-the-know where strippers and porn stars are concerned. I confess I know people who are in-the-know, so I may be guilty by association. After a brief discussion, during which I tried to make my answers as vague as possible so as not to sexually harass my co-workers, “R” asked if I ever considered a career in porn. I don’t know if I should be concerned that he thought I was 16 judging by my voice, or not.

I’ve been delighted the past three weeks to get to know my new teammates through happy hour. It’s too busy to really get to talk at work. I felt pretty isolated at first, until I realized that it was just that everyone is so busy. Now, thanks to happy hour, I don’t feel like the stinky kid anymore.

Tonight, as it was my supervisor’s last happy hour as our supervisor, I decided to stay longer than I have been. It’s a good thing I did. I discovered that there are a few True Blood fans on my team, and even better a Unicorn! Woohoo!

Thanks again, Old Man Bobby, for being cool with me cancelling our plans at the last minute so I could stick around for “team building”.

 

(Thanks, Hollywoodstreams, for the video.)

Between getting firing, job hunting, getting hired, training, adjusting to my new job, and the general tunnel vision I’ve had for New Moon, July somehow snuck up on me. My friend asked last week if Harry Potter comes out this week or next. I must have looked at him so strangely. I thought, “He’s crazy! It doesn’t come out until…Merlin’s Pants! It’s July 1st!” I saw the latest trailer in the theater. I still have such high hopes. It really looks like it will be spectacular.

Have you heard of this? As it turns out I’ve had a number of work boyfriends, and I find that it helps me go to work with a more positive attitude. What do you think about this whole thing? Have you had any experience with it yourself, good or bad? Discuss.

 

Platonic work flirting: Good for business?

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  • Professor: Having a “work spouse” can be a good thing
  • Says it’s an esteem booster, makes them happy to come to work
  • Questions to ask to make sure flirting doesn’t cross the line

By Jocelyn Voo

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(LifeWire) — They ate lunch together almost every day. They commiserated over professional and personal woes, and when projects ran long at the San Francisco architecture firm where they were both summer interns, they checked building plans together until they were sprung from the office at 10 p.m.

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Take care that a flirtation with a co-worker doesn’t cross the line.

“She was fun to hang out with, and sometimes she would do things that some might consider flirty, like run a hand through my hair to mess it up,” says Hayes Shair, now 25. “Sometimes I’d sort of flirt back.”

But Shair was dating his college sweetheart at the time. This woman was more like his “work girlfriend” — a coworker with whom one flirts platonically during office hours but without any romantic intentions.

It’s hardly a unique situation. The career information Web site Vault.com reports that in a 2007 office-romance survey of 575 employees, 23 percent said they had a “work husband” or a “work wife.”

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