New Things

My first week at the new job is over.  And I'm really sick.  I put in a total of 16 hours this week, but getting paid for 20. Awesome.

The new job...is alright, I'm not quite sure I know what I'm doing yet.   My new office is incredibly isolating.  The digs are older than what I expected, but totally nonprofit..

New Year's Eve is coming up.  Which means it's time for our annual NYE dinner at some fansay schmansay restaurant!  Here's my outfit.  I gained some weight, didn't shave my legs, the mirror's dirty, flash is crazy, etc...be nice.

I wore the dress to a wedding last year.  It was one of those last-minute Forever 21 clearance rack purchases.  I guess I can't complain much about a $6 dress.  My sister convinced me to buy these stripper heels, like 4-inch + 1/2-inch platform heels.  I haven't worn heels since my wedding, like 11 months ago. I think I'm going to have to retrain myself.  I don't know if I'll survive.

It's one of those deep posts. Sorry.

Yesterday was my last day of work. It was almost bittersweet.  I told everyone who cared to ask that I was excited for the new job.  I lied through my teeth.

I'm not as excited as I should be for a new job.  It isn't the best time for me to move to another job as we're knee-deep in looking at houses and considering putting down offers.  It especially doesn't help that I'm moving to a part-time adventure.  Oh, and I only have 7 months of school and a thesis left.

I'm mostly sad.  I had wonderful co-workers. I loved my commute down the hill.  I loved the flexibility.  Two people made my work life hell this year. Enough for me to leave.  Half of the office knows why I chose to leave. More than half have the same issues with the two.  I'm really sad that even at my last day, I couldn't expressed the pent up frustration.  I was disappointed that I couldn't stand up for my fellow coworkers.  I feel like I just walked away.

R picked me up from work last night and said all the right things on the way home.  I don't think it hit me until I got home that I left my first real job.  It was only 2.5 years, but a lot of life happened during that time.

After the initial shock, a day later, I'm just complacent.  I'm not sure what the new job will bring, but I'm not nervous about it either.

Shoe Umbrellas

Shoe umbrellas from Target.  As a boot lover and someone not fond of wet shoes, I'm not sure what I think about them utility-wise.  But hot damn! $45 for these ugly looking bags? Seriously?

I've been eating Skittles too.

I really did eat Skittles this week, I just didn't take pictures. 

I'm wrapping up things at work this week, so I haven't really made any effort to be creative or anything.  I've been thinking about little tweaks to our apartment here and there and the multitude of projects I'm planning to take on. Yeah, just thinking about it. Suzie, homemaker, watch yo' back!

My parents took my camera on vacation with them, so I only have cell phone pics. Sad face. Here's the deliciousness that I created and consumed this week.

Reindeer root beer. I made R wait in the long line at Michael's for pipe cleaners and googly eyes.

Pumpkin Pocky! I didn't really taste the pumpkin, but not bad.

 

We tried milk coffee Pocky too. It's not bad, a little sweeter than I expected.  I didn't take a picture, here's one from the internet.

Dark chocolate Minty Mallows are awesome. I didn't take pictures again, so here's one from the internet.  I ate them all in one sitting. My waist hates me now.

Looks like I'm gonna have some time on my hands...

I got the job. Oh boy.  It looks like I'm starting the new one right after this one, which I'm kind of bummed about because I really wanted a vacation. Darn.

I bought these boots during my Black Friday fury.  They're not the best pair of boots ever, but my calves fit!

Leatherette Flat Boots

Sometimes I really wish we had a bigger bathroom.  Ikea has a new line of bathroom pretties called Yngaren that I want but can't fit into our little bathroom.

And I made vanilla ice cream. With Toblorone bits.

Tryptophan Rant

Turkey weekend is finally over.  I'm still on my skinny jeans diet, so I didn't get eat all that I could have. Darn.  One thing I hate about being married is that we have to split holidays with each others families.  Thanksgiving go to R's family, while I get Christmas.

For turkey, we head to R's aunt and uncle.  My Christmas dinners are spent with my best friend's family.  I've been really miserable at the past 2 Thanksgiving dinners. I miss my side.

In a way, I still don't feel like I belong in R's family.  I generally exchange pleasantries, eat, then watch everyone play mahjong. They remain shocked that I don't know how to play or have any inclination to learn.

Because I'm pretty sure they don't read my blog, the food isn't all that great.

Blueberry KitKats and other good stuff

Blueberry KitKat - My coworker got this for me. It was pretty good.

Coconut Mousse with Dark chocolate cake from my (kind of) favorite Cocola Bakery.

My mom bought me this little clay pot from Daiso.  So I did what all the other Chinese people do; I made clay pot rice. My husband was surprised.