MOVING ON UP
I got promoted this week. Normally a circumstance that would call for much celebration, but after trying so hard to get out of this place for the past year, I’m still getting used to the idea that I am actively choosing to stay. I went into the meeting with my CEO ready to go– I was going to put my foot down. I will not answer my blackberry on Saturdays! I need this much more money! I’m going to have a backbone!
And then of course caved to all of his demands. He’s a former high ranking military dude. He’s scary. So I’ll be answering my blackberry 24 hours a day 7 days a week for the foreseeable future. I’m incredibly overwhelmed at the moment by all the moving pieces but once I settle down and create 130 different folders in my e-mail inbox and figure out how to even use a damn blackberry, I intend to be the best damn executive assistant this office has ever seen.
I’ll shortly be departing for a Midwest tour– Wisconsin for work and then Minnesota for my cousin’s wedding. This is the first cousin from Generation B to get hitched (I’m pretty much smack dab in the middle of 37 cousins, which have been separated into Generation A and Generation B, respectively) and now that the majority of cousins are over 21 we’re going to get down and party. No one does the Footloose dance line or freaks out the new in-laws like my family does.
YOU SMELL LIKE A MONKEY
Also while I’m gone I will turn 24 years old (July 29th, gifts are encouraged). I’ve decided that as I’ve done everything else in my life early– developed an attitude problem (age 2), started attending college (age 17), graduated college (age 20) (I swear I’m not an over achiever, just good at playing the system), I’m also going to have my quarter life crisis this year. I’ve started planning for it financially. While I don’t see a hair dye job and a red sports car in my future (saving that for 49), I do planning on buying lots of shoes and if possible going on many vacations.
My birthday will be celebrated in my grandfather’s funeral home, as we also do on Christmas and other celebrations. This will be my first birthday party in a funeral home, but note that I’ve also been to a funeral, a wedding, a family reunion, a rock ‘n roll concert and family party at a funeral home.
I’m not sure how much access I’ll have to a computer– or frankly how much time I’ll have to myself (I’m guessing zero with all the work/family bonding over the next ten days) but I can promise lots of lamenting via Twitter. Follow me @dointhegrownup.
Back in DC on the 1st. God speed surviving the heat wave.