People Sometimes

I frequently handle financial stuff at work, including travel authorizations for upcoming travel and expense reports for completed travel. This involves pulling expenses from an online, umm . . . something . . . database, I’ll say, called “my wallet.” All purchases made on the corporate card show up here. This has never before included airfare. It is reported separately.

Today, I was looking at “my wallet” and there were two charges for two different airlines. What were those doing there? I asked the person whose account I was looking at if they had any details on what charges were for. “Tickets,” they said. (I know my prounous are a little weird, sorry; I'm trying to avoid using "she" or "he" as an identifier of the person.)

Well, umm, thank you, but I’m smarter than I look. I managed to figure out on my own that they were for plane tickets. I was hoping for some more info.

I ended up calling the travel people about it and they told me that a new policy will send all airfare purchases to “my wallet” too. So that cleared up the confusion and I took care of it, but it might have been nice to know before. *Sigh.*

And I guess I’m going to have to work on looking smarter. Maybe I should wear my glasses more often.

Seriously?

A maintenance guy came to our room today to take care of some annoying termites. We don't know why. I mean, we do have termites, but we didn't submit a work order or anything. We'd rather they get rid of the cockroaches in the kitchen. But whatever. I was here when he came into our apartment which is a funny story itself. I was changing, and walking around in my underwear, so when I heard him talking to some of my roommates in the living room, I ran over and shut my door. A few seconds later, it opens! I had pants back on by then, and he barely opened it and yelled in to make sure he could come in, so nothing happened, but still awkward.

He asked me to help him take our stuff off of our shelves and then I went to the bathroom to finish changing. On the way back to my room to grab my stuff, one of my roommates says "you submit work order for one cockroach?" (she knew that we saw one cockroach in our room once, compared to the dozens, and probably hundreds in the kitchen). "Um no, I didn't submit a work order, and he's not here for cockroaches." She repeats herself. "He's not here for cockroaches," I said. She literally follows me to my room and says to the guy "You come here for one cockroach?" "HE IS NOT HERE FOR COCKROACHES. I SAID THAT ALREADY!!!" The guy says "yeah, termites." "Oh." Go Away! I normally get along with her really well, but I guess my supply of Christ-like attributes was in short supply today. I'll have to work on that.

Tonight, Carrie and I came home at the same time and we were putting all our stuff back on our “new” (they are new to our room, but not new) shelves when I noticed that our recycling box is gone. He took our recycling box. And threw our stuff that was in the recycling box in our trash can!!! What the heck? It was stupid and annoying, but I cracked up. I can’t get over how funny it is. What did he think? “I need something to carry my supplies down in, and they don’t seem to be using this box. Let me just move this trash.” We’re gonna call housing tomorrow and ask them to please tell maintenance guys that they can’t remove objects from people’s rooms even if they think its trash. Who knows?

Tragedy

I got a B+. Please excuse me while I cry myself to sleep.




I get good grades, which I deserve because I work really, really hard for them. But every semester, one class keeps me from a 4.0! Except in the past, I've always gotten a B or B+ and an A- or two, so I was far enough that I didn't kill me like this does. Just one class! Seven As and ONE STINKIN" B+.

I'm upset. Not at the teacher though; I know he grades fairly. I'm just mad in general.

LAME!

Pure boredom

I don’t promise this will be an exciting post, but I am not excited right now. In fact, I am extremely bored and I need something to do and updating my blog sounded like just the thing.

It’s spring break right now! Awesome, right? Umm, no. Take a look at what I am doing:

6:30 am: Get up, get ready, read scriptures.

8:00 am: Since I don’t have to pack up all my books and things this week, I’m actually getting to work on time.

8:30 am: I am finished with all my work for the day but I can’t go home- who would answer the phone?

9:00 am: Bored to death.

9:17 am: By now I have checked my facebook, my blog, mugglenet, made sure my kronos is correct, looked to see if they have added any IDS classes to the fall schedule, checked both my emails accounts about twice every minute, chatted with all my coworkers, eaten a yogurt, updated all my check registers according to my online accounts, and more.

9:18 am: Tell everyone how bored I am.

9:20 am: Ask everyone again if there is anything I can do for them.

9:21 am: Remember that I have my GRE vocab list in my bag and get it out and study.

Repeat, repeat, repeat.

Noon: Lunch (consists of very little food, and a nap or running errands).

1-5:00 pm: More boredom.

5:00 pm: Go home; lay on my bed while telling myself I should be going to the gym.

6:00 pm: Make dinner, telling myself I can go to the gym as late as 9 pm.

6:45 pm: Read 65 pages in my Motivation textbook so I’ll be done with it by the time the term starts.

9:00 pm: I’m suppose to studying for the GRE during this time, but instead I spend too much time between 5-10 talking to my roommate that I run out of time.

10:30 pm: Get ready for bed.

11:00 pm: Pray, read Fablehaven.

Let me digress here. If you have not read Fablehaven, you should. I was addicted from the moment I read the first one over a year ago. They have all been excellent. I would never have expected they could get better, but Brandon Mull easily outdid himself on this last one (Fablehaven and the Secrets of the Dragon Sanctuary). How I wish this stuff was real. And I want to be in the movie. I love that we have had some really amazing LDS authors get some well-deserved credit lately.

Anyhow, I suppose that wasn’t really a digression because I was done with my schedule. I’m looking forward to going to town on Saturday to do some major, major shopping. Go me! I need a lot of things. And it’s a good thing I am working so much because the money has got to come from somewhere.

I’m excited about spring term, but only because it will be over before we know it. Only seven weeks! How crazy is that? And then off to Utah and to my last summer at camp. I can’t believe how fast it is coming up. I need to hurry up and get my plans for my area finalized and my shopping lists turned in. My hope is that I trained them well last summer and that this year my supplies will already be there when I get there.

I had my first acai bowl the other day and it was so fabulous. Now I want another one. I’ve got to make it happen sometime soon. I can’t wait for my family to come in December and I can show my island off.

Maybe sometime soon I’ll post an interesting post, but don’t count on it :)

It's Easter again!

I got my Easter package from my mom today (yesterday actually since it is early Sunday morning). She sent me a little dart-board, a Marley and Me themed book, wind-up rooster and bunny Easter toys that "poo" candy, measuring spoons (she is always giving me stuff for the kitchen since I love to cook), and a Disney princess puzzle, as well as a lot of candy (the white chocolate Lindor truffles are my fav). It was a fun celebration of the holiday but it isn't why we celebrate.

Nearly 2,000 years ago, Jesus Christ, in obedience to His Father, took upon Himself our sins and infirmities in the Garden of Gethsemane, even though He did not want to. He asked God to "remove this cup from me: nevertheless, not my will, but thine, be done." He really wanted there to be another way, but because of His incomprehensible love for us all, He did not shrink and fulfilled the duty He willing accepted pre-mortally. No one else could have done for us what He did. The only way for us to return to live with our Heavenly Father and our Savior, Jesus Christ, is through the atonement of Jesus Christ. He healed us through His actions and took away almost all of our grief, pain, discomfort, embarrassment, guilt, despair, and every other negative experience so that we would only have to barely taste of them. In so doing, He cleaned us, making us so that in the end, He may present us to our Father as children worthy of inheriting exaltation.

"He is not here: for he is risen." The most hopeful words ever recorded.

As we celebrate this Easter Sunday, may we remember that while His death on Calvary was an important part of the plan, the reality is that He now lives. Because of His resurrection, we will one day be resurrected too, and may live with our Heavenly Father, with our bodies that He has blessed us with.

One of my most favorite songs about Easter is actually a Christmas song:
"Light and life to all he brings, ris'n with healing in his wings [. . .] Born to raise the sons of earth, born to give them second birth" (Hark the Herald Angels Sing). The Savior’s mission was to give life and bring light, to heal all the children of men and to restore unto them the blessing of their bodies through the resurrection, offering a “second birth.”

Today, I'm going to enjoy the normal things I do on the Sabbath. Tonight I'm attending an Easter potluck (with very non-Eastery foods- my roomie and I are taking hot dogs and hamburgers since we have tons of them left over from a closing social). It is my prayer, that as we go about our activities with our friends and family that we will remember our Savior, think of Him, honor Him for His sacrifice and obedience and kneel in sincere prayer to our Father in Heaven for allowing His Beloved Son to experience the Atonement and crucifixion on our behalf, and for bestowing upon us the gift of resurrection, as though we had earned it ourselves.

“He is Risen, indeed.”

I'm missing it . . .

Blogger is being silly so who knows how these pictures are going to end up on my blog . . . but I'm missing puppies and puppy raising lately. But I've only got about a year until I'm back on the mainland and a truck comes to Utah. I can't wait! And in the meantime, I do have the puppies at Camp to look forward too, assuming that there are some.

The GSD is Phantom and the other is a candid photo of Cascade. Thanks Ally- I pulled these off an old email from you! They are both such cute babies!

April 1

For the record, I hate April Fools Day. I never know what to believe. It's just a stressful day. I'm going to go to sleep and not think about what I'll have to put up with all day when I get up.