so at work this lady comes through my line and is telling me how she is just in town to run the marathon tomorrow. she's from la.

"awesome" i say, "i want to run a marathon someday"
"well you should look me up on google" she replies, "i would be an inspiration to you. i used to be obese too."

...

i don't make this stuff up.

just keepin on...

i think i keep doing the same things.


i keep doing laundry
and cleaning.
and cooking
and dishes
and working out.
and going to work
and hating my job daily.

its getting old.

so i have a job interview on tuesday
i get husband to do laundry
and dishes
i pretend like cleaning is a FUN GAME (it doesn't work most the time)
i work out not because i'm trying to gain a model figure... nay. i do it so i sleep better at night. (it works.) (and the model figure... well just give me till next february and i will KNOCK YOUR SOCKS OFF!!!) (if the creeps at the gym don't flirt with me... that just makes me leave early.)

i just have to remind myself that the good does out-weigh the bad. almost everyday there are more things i can be happy about than grumpy.

i suppose i'm learning.

wedding fun

So Darrell's little sister Dani got married to our best friend Tyler on June 1st. We, of course, went down for the festivities and they had such a lovely day. It was fun to get to be there and see them and how excited they were and it reminded me of our wedding day and how exciting it was. My oh my. It was also fun to spend time around Darrell's family and get to know them even better. They got married in the Oquirrh Mountain Temple in South Jordan. I had never seen the temple up close but it was lovely inside and out. I also really enjoyed hearing the marriage ceremony again. Its beautiful. I didn't cry at my own wedding but hearing the ceremony again while sitting next to my handsome husband made me tear up just a little. The wedding was also super fun because I got to see my best friend ever Pyper and her husband Kyle!!!I'm sure I've mentioned this story before but Kyle and Pyper and I were all best friends in high school. Pyper and Kyle started dating after we graduated. Kyle went on a mission where one of is companions was Tyler. When they all got home Pyper and Kyle were determined to get me to go out with Tyler. When we finally did do something Tyler brought along Darrell... haha funny funny circle.

Anyway, the wedding was fantasically beautiful and I'm super excited for Dani and Tyler to start their new life together!

In other news. I get so frustrated with my stupid job. So my family is going to Mexico. I've known this since like January/February-ish. Knowing that June is a busy month for vacations I think to myself "I should request that time off just in case other people do." So I do. Walmart is ridiculous. I talk to my assistant manager who approves time off requests and let her know that I'm leaving the country and I need that time off because I won't be here. So what happens? The requests don't get looked at until last week and on that weeks schedule that is posted last Monday, I'm scheduled to work on Friday. Halfway through our vacation. Um, okay? Yes. Please let me come home from Mexico so I can just work one day. What a joke. Luckily one of the supervisors was very helpful... (i maybe cried just a little to her) and a lady at work was very nice and switched me. PHEW.

a list

i think i should write a list for the things that i am grateful for.

there are lots of them.

• i have a wonderful husband.
• my family loves me
• i have a job and i earn a paycheck (there are too many people who don't)
• i have a washer and a dryer.
• i have food to eat
• i have clothes to wear
• i can see
• i can hear
• i am not uncomfortable in anyway, shape or form
• i have a couch to sit on
• and running water
• which means i have a flushing toilet and not an outhouse
• i have a warm bed
• on that note, i have a place to live
• my husband loves me
• and cares for me

there are more but i think i'll stop.

what are you grateful for?

payday

paydays make me happy.
they remind me that even though my job is lame.
and boring.
and people are jerks.
and i actually really hate my job,

i still get paid.

which is the only reason i do it.

the. only. one.

the other thing that makes me happy is music.

i love music.
i think i'm a little overly attached to it sometimes.
i literally get a hurting heart when i listen to something i really like.
and i want a piano.
bad.

really. really. bad.

i found one at the piano store here.
its just a keyboard.
but its a weighted keyboard.
and it plays very nice.
and right now its on sale for 600.
i could handle that.

now i just need to convince husband.
what should i say?
hmmmm....

i'll have to figure it out while i'm working tonight.

dear gmail:

you make me angry. due to your inability to promptly deliver URGENT messages with TIME SENSITIVE information in them, i missed out on the opportunity to have an interview today. thanks for nothing. if you messed this up for me i do not think that we can ever be friends again. ever. 


dear husband:

thank you for helping me write a killer letter of explanation and apology to mr. rigby. hopefully he will understand the mistake that took place and give me a second chance. thanks for being patient with me. i love you.

so here's the scoop. you know how i told you about my application i sent in? well i was expecting to hear back from the guy pretty soon so i regularly check my email to see if mr boss man has responded yet. nothing. nothing yesterday and nothing today (at least the multiple times i checked today before i went into work at 4:30)

so i get home this evening and i check my email and what do i see? i response from mr boss man. YAY! he wants to set up an interview! double yay!!! but here's the kick in the face part:

I have openings at the following times: 4/23 –10:00, 10:30, 11:00, 11:30, 2:00, 2:30, 3:00, 3:30, 4:00

waaa? come again? its 11:30 at night on 4/23! where was this email on 4/20 like my stupid email says it was recieved? (which is impossible by the way because i hadn't even sent him my application back, which he thanked me for sending to him...) so stress quickly follows. luckily husband is pretty great and wrote a letter for me explaining what happened. good thing he was there... i probably would have just started crying if he hadn't been.

shoot dang.

i feel sick to my stomach now. i sure as crap hope this works out. i might cry if it doesn't.

i'm just a little excited...

... and not really excited, mostly cause i don't want to get my hopes up too high.

BUT.

I just applied for a job at a place called Scytek Laboratories. I guess they manufacture cancer treatments? (or something like that.) I sent them my resume a few days ago and they responded by sending me a real job application. I'm hoping that is a good sign, considering me and husband spent about an hour creating a whole new resume for me at like midnight to send just to them, AND I have not yet once had someone respond to me when I sent them my resume... so fingers crossed. This would be a really great job!!!

I'll let you know what happens.

p.s. this is what today looked like... and it was beautiful

...i swear...

... the next person to come through my line and make ANY form of a snide comment to me will be getting either a slap in the face or a kick in the shins.

do not test me on this one.

letters

dear weather:
please decide what you're going to do. snow, or don't snow... just pick one.

dear graduate school:
please just pick me. i don't want to find you... can't you just do all that work instead?

dear walmart:
you really aren't as bad as i think you are... i just don't like some of the people that come in. or working in general. not your fault.

dear summer time:
COME NOW

dear computer chair:
this morning when you broke when i sat on you, it hurt. so just for that, i'm going to put you in the garbage can. HA

dear pink nail polish:

love.
:D

dear adam:
missing you

dear husband:
you make my heart happy.

walmart... oh how you are... interesting?

it never ceases to amaze me that people can be so rude. really. just rude.

for example.

today i was at work and this girl who was checking out asked me a question about where she might be able to find an item. i wasn't sure so i was thinking about it for a second while i continued ringing up her items. i wasn't done ringing up her items and we were still talking about where she could find the item when the lady behind us said, "ma'am, can you please just pay for your things now?" I WASN'T DONE HELPING HER. the lady was so rude. the way she said it was rude. the face she made was rude. so the girl stopped talking and just stood there in silence while i STILL rang up her items. it wasn't even like she could have paid. and the best part was the lady behind just wanted me to check and see if her car was done at the tire express place. it wasn't. really? really? she could have just walked her lazy butt back there and found out for herself. but no. she had to be rude.

jerk.

don't get me wrong though... some of the people i work with are rude. like this girl mandy. she bugs. really bad. she will just walk away from her register for no reason. or come talk to you when you are working. even if you are busy. like line busy. today some guy was trying to make some jokes and she literally made a face at him. REALLY? its your job to be there and treat people with respect.

jerk.

oh well though. i just smile and bear it and hope that my next job comes sooner rather than later.

*i love my job, i love my job*

some days i have to remind myself that i love my job. well... i have to remind myself that i love getting a paycheck from my job and that it really isn't all that bad.

like yesterday.

it was payday which was pretty swell. but i was on register 21. that means that i got the privilege of selling tobacco. not a problem except i don't know where anything is back there so when a person tells me what they want i have to make them point or tell me which color and then i ask a lot of "is this it???" which seems to make them irritated for some reason. (if it were me, i would like to make sure they grabbed the right thing before they rang it up... but i could just be crazy...)

i'm trying to remember that i like my job when it happened.

the most interesting thing in the world that made me smile for about two hours.

so i'm standing there waiting for someone to come cause its super slow and up rolls this woman. i say rolls because she is in a motorized wheel chair. and she's rather large. and so is her wheelchair. and she has no teeth. but she has a little basket that is very full of things and a huge bag a kitty litter somehow perched between her knees. no small feat because it weighs like 25 pounds. so she gets everything up on the belt and i start ringing her up. just a few things and then she tells me that she has a coupon for "some smokes" and that she wants a "carton of marlbros. the white ones." if you don't know what marlbro boxes look like a) what planet are you from? and b) THEY ARE ALL WHITE! she didn't want the red boxes, i asked. so i wander over a little further down to see if i can spot a carton that is more white than any of the others... no luck. so i walk back down, to investigate and find out what the heck she wants when she says "but i need some money orders. should i do that first? thats what i want to pay with."

...

really?

"you want to pay with money orders that you don't have?" (that was my head talking... not my mouth of course) so i tell her yeah you should probably do that first. so she says "i'll leave my things right here and you watch them and i'll be back" and off she rolls. that is probably one of the most annoying thing that people can do. walk away from you while you are in the middle of some kind of a transaction with their stuff for an indefinite perioud of time. so i start to get a little bit annoyed. this lady is a few screws short and i'm getting irritated. so i take a few deep breaths and remind myself that i love my job and wait for someone else to come along. so a few minutes later she comes back over and is ready to go and once again reminds me that she "wants her smokes. the white box." i tell her that there are lots of white boxes and that she needs to help me figure out which ones she wants. she has no idea. we finally figure out one that she thinks will work. Super. so then i ring her all up and her total is 101.34.

lady only has 100

so we take something off. and the total drops down to 100.12.

lady knows she has some change.

so she start unloading her purse up on the belt to try and find some change so that we don't have to take anything else off. she pulls out papers, and gloves and other odds and ends that you would expect to see in somebodies purse. and then... SHE PULLS OUT HER DENTURES.


and sets them on the belt. a full mouth set. and just leaves them there.

REALLY!?!:?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

ilovemyjobilovemyjobilovemyjob.

well...she was still around for about 30 minutes longer and then i helped her load everything onto her wheel chair somehow... kitty litter and all so that she should roll on home. some people.

dear woman at walmart-
i do not appreciate it when you throw your change on the counter. i do not appreciate it when you throw your change on the *moving* belt. i do not appreciate it when you throw your change at all. my out stretched hand is not me showing off my stunning bone structure, but rather me inviting you to gently place your change in it. you may think you are better than me, and refuse to make eye contact and/or respond to my very kind phrasing of "how are you doing today?" but you are not. you are not better than me in any way, shape or form. the mere fact that i work at walmart neither gives you the right or the privilege to think so. i work at walmart not because i want to, no, because i need to. i need to pay rent. and if it were to all come down to it, i would rather work at walmart than be you. so next time you come in, maybe you should consider the fact that i am a human being and if some one treated your daughter the way you treat me, you would probably very upset.

sincerely emily

dear kind person at walmart:
thank you for placing your like items together on the belt. not only does that make my job easier, but it gets you out even faster. thank you for placing you money in my hand rather than throw it at me. i don't feel like a cheap hooker because of this simple thought. thank you for smiling at me and responding when i talk to you and treating me like i exist. cause i do.

sincerely, emily

{life}

so what? you might ask, have we done since getting married? well i shall tell you.

the monday after our wonderful day of wedded bliss i got to start my new job at qwest (no not that quest... the one with a 'w') as a customer service person. awesome. no really, i can't complain, not even a little. not only do i now finally have a job, but i don't mind even one bit going to work cause i kinda like it there. so anyway i started my job and now i make money. which is really a good thing considering husband doesn't really make enough money to pay for everything. so even though i am basically a trophy wife and should only be observed but not expected to do anything, i regret to say that i have bit the bullet and joined america's work force. anyway, the job is going great and today i got to take phone calls for the first time and even though i was a bit nervous it went well. and my favorite quote of the day is my co-worker commenting about being nervous and saying "i may not be a puker but i might be a pooper." luckily he didn't have any problems. my second favorite thing from the day was a guy telling me that his email address was h-u-g-e-n-u-t-z-z. yes. you read that right hugenutzz@yahoo.com. you better believe that i laughed super hard when he told me that. so anyway, thats whats happening with me.

now husband has had a much less exciting time since we got married. he has kept his job at the university but is now a maintainence man turned renovation worker turned groundskeeper. he has the oh so glamerous job of maintaining the appearance of the edges of the grass on all the on campus housing. thrilling really. he gets to walk around with a weed eater and edger all day. he is also super excited to be back in school again. not really. that was a little joke. i think he lets me know at least once a day that he is quiting or retiring from school. (don't worry, i won't let him. if i had to finish, he does too.)

so thats whats going on here. i know that i have kind of slacked on writing and i promise i'm trying to remedy that problem. anyway thats all i have for now :)

- - - bliss - - -

I have wonderful news! After almost three whole months of searching, I FOUND A JOB!!!!! Its true. Though nearly impossible to believe, its true. I have one. Unfortunately... the mandatory training starts the Monday after we get married but that's okay... I guess in the long run having a job is much more important.

Anyway, so I was at the job testing for qwest today and I couldn't help but think how terrible it would be to have the job of telling people that they didn't pass the test. I couldn't help but over hear mr. examiner man guy tell people they failed. He told them all his computer showed him was if we passed or failed. But he did mention to one of the poor suckers who didn't get the position someting about the possibility that he didn't pass the test because he could have failed the personality part of the test.REALLY?!!? He failed the personality test? What does that even mean?


Examiner: I'm sorry, but you have failed the personality portion of the exam.
Testee: But...but...but... what does that mean?
Examiner: It means that you have no personality.
Testee: ...oh... (tear)

Yeah... that's a little awkward. But the good news is that apparently my personality passed the test... good news mostly because I don't think I could take the kind of blow that comes when you find out that you are completely lacking a personality along with the oh so terrible news that I didn't get the job. So happy times all around. I have a job and a personality.

On a completely different note...

Last week, July 16th to be exact, my very best friend Pyper got married to one of my other best friends Kyle! They got married in the Draper Temple and I am so excited for them! And excessively jealous of them. I take comfort in the fact that in only 23 days I too will join the ranks of the married and will no longer have to be envious of them. How splendid. But I digress... Pyper looked absolutely beautiful and was so happy! I couldn't help but be happy for her. The other exciting news is that my other besty from high school, Mark, is getting married this week. Tomorrow in fact, to none other than Kyle's cute cousin Andrea. I know, small world. Once again, I'm so excited for them but soooooo jealous.

At Pyper's wedding, Mark mentioned how funny it is that all of us are jumping on the married train this summer and I don't think that I would have it any other way. If they were to be getting married and I wasn't... I would, well I don't know what I would do but it wouldn't be good. I would probably cry lots and lots and my face would get all puffy and swollen and I would probably eat my weight in slightly melty chocolate ice cream which Mark said he would have brought me... and slowly I would grow to look like a giant ball of fat and some how my voice would begin to get lower and lower until I sounded like a man. With something stuck in my throat. And people would come to visit me and it would go something like this:

Visitor: How are you feeling today Emily?
Me: I'm feeling okay, I guess... did you bring me ice cream?
Visitor: I'm sorry, I forgot...
Me: (crying) YOU SHOULD LEAVE... GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!! GET OUT!!!

So basically, it just wouldn't be good.