Something to be said for remaining calm cool and collected and just getting business taken care of. Delt with a pyscho passive agressive temp at the office today. I pretty much stay very clear of posting about work, but this lady... a doozie. Sad. Her life is so sad, that she has to spend four hours kvetching about a monitor screen to everyone but me. See, yesterday, I switched monitor screen covers with her. The one that I had actually came from her computer and when the receptionist switched with me four months ago, I was like...ok whatever, but it made my screen really dark and with one of the programs I use it was really hard to see what I was doing so now that the old receptionist was in a new position, I asked her if I could have my old screen back, she said sure. So I switched it. With the temp. With her right there. She spent the entire afternoon talking to everyone but me about how I "stole" the screen cover from her, how I am not talking to her and how I should be "talked to". Ok. Seriously? You are going to go there? You are a temp, you have worked three whole days in the position, if you want the screen back, talk to me about it, I am reasonable, I would totally have switched it out, again, not a problem. It became this huge issue this afternoon, on top of everything else I was busy with I had to explain to three, no five people, how I wasn't sneaking around, asked two people about switching it out and even asked the temp and she said YES. Whatever. It was a nightmare, a childish, passive agressive nightmare, and truth be told, I almost went to the dark evil place in my soul to tell her what I thought about the whole situation, but instead, switched the screen/monitor covers out, and went about my business.

We are all adults. Working for an amazing company and unfortunately this doesn't present itself well for her to have an offer put on the table for her getting the job perm probably. I say that only because two people have said that. Its really sad. And that is all I am posting about work. Because other then the 12 year old (really she is late 50s I am guessing) working at the front desk, the job is pretty awesome.

In other news, I feel like I am one big bug bite. Its horrible. I am itchy and my feet of all things are covered. Blech.

Getting my house cleaned up a little bit. Nothing like going through two Grandma's houses in a six month period and cleaning them out to realize how much accumulated stuff I have. So, the goal is to get rid of some of the things that I just do not have value for so much anymore. My parents are having a garage sale at the end of the month so I am starting slowly to get things in boxes to take over there. I am not even pretending that I am taking this stuff to storage. I moved enough there from one house, I have to be realistic right now. I will pack some things up sure, but really I am only allowing a couple boxes.

Tzadacah is important and I have to remember that while I have plenty many do not. So I have to donate what I can.