Better Days

I don't usually rant or vent but I did in my last post. I think everyone gets to a point where they just MUST say what is on their minds.

I am headed for better days. I finished one project and started another (when I take a picture I will post it to my Crafting Rantings). I am getting ready to go on vacation for a week. It will be short, tiring and way too fast but I can hardly wait to spend the time with my mom and brother.

This weekend we will be having a bunch of people over for the Kentucky Derby. I will probably even bet on it with David. I don't usually do that. My favorite horse (I pick by name!) happens to be the favorite. How could you not root for a horse named "I Want Revenge"?

I have been missing my family. It's been about 3 weeks since I've heard from Amy and I am worried. She's having some difficulties and I would love to help her through it but I think she is trying to muddle through alone. I know I do that, too, sometimes. I keep my mouth shut about things for the most part. Well, I do talk about things. I talk to my mom about a lot of things but I talk to Susan about EVERYTHING although I try not to overburden her. I don't get to see her anywhere near as often as I'd like which is hard.

I think in June I may be taking a Friday off and David, Dad and I will go to Reno for a weekend. We all need to get away. And after a week off in May, by the time we do the Reno weekend (whether it's June or July) I am sure I will be ready for a getaway.

I was disappointed when Amy and I went to the big flea market in Roseville. It was practically empty and everyone had jacked up their prices and, well, we ended up at the mall where at least it wasn't wet (it was raining that day) and there were people. But I would love to go to some yard sales or the big flea market in Anderson (or is it Redding? I can't remember!) but I won't go by myself. Well, yard sales. Not a flea market. Maybe if I hear from Amy we can arrange to do something like that. Don't have to buy - just look.

So while the previous post was venting, I do not apologize. I had just had enough. Usually I will write it down somewhere but not post it. I thought, however, that since it's a problem many people face (yes, even overweight men are discriminated and disrespected at their place of employment) I was just going to say it. Most of the time it doesn't bother me. That day it did.

I had vanilla ice cream with fresh strawberries for dessert tonight. I am a very happy penguin. No need to vent tonight. :)

Disrespect

It should never be acceptable to treat fat women in the workplace with disrespect. But it happens to me all the time. It's ok to hurt my feelings. I'm fat. I'm probably used to it. Or I don't have any. Right? Isn't that what you think of me? If you'd bring yourself to think of me at all.

Please don't tell me to look for another job. There are none. Trust me. I've looked. I can barely bring myself to get out of bed in the morning. I go every day to a place where it's ok to treat me like dirt.

Did you know I haven't had a birthday in like... well, I've never had one. As my employer.

Sorry to vent but it's that or cry. Life sucks and then you die.