Sorry for the obscure title, but that is how my brain functions. It's a line from "Gold Digger" by Kanye West and I thought it was apropos for this:
I finally received the job offer for a Team Leader position here at work - and I accepted. Very excited to start down this new path! The raise doesn't hurt either! Gotta get bank for all those new clothes I intend to buy!
And tomorrow is FILL DAY! Yay! This will be my 3rd fill. I can hardly believe it! And it will be a test of how assertive I can be. I will definitely be asking for a more aggressive fill this time.
My mom's neighborhood is having a community garage sale this Saturday, so I spent all day Sunday going through everything I own to pick out stuff to sell. Came up with TONS of stuff, mostly clothes though. So then I went to Office Max to get price tag stickers. You can get a package of 350 stickers for $2.50, *and* they are pre-priced in denominations from $.10 to $20. This is supposed to make it easy, right? Then, OMG, what in the hell is wrong with me? I had several items that the stickers wouldn't stick to. So I got out my ribbon holder with its Martha Stewart ribbon and some paper and made my own price tags for these items. Here I was sitting in the middle of the floor cutting paper, punching holes, tying ribbon on GARAGE SALE ITEMS. When I was attempting to tie a tag on an item I was asking TEN CENTS for, I thought it might be time for a 12 step program for Organizing OCD. Aunt Sue, do you have answer, because this is straight up Aunt Sue behavior! Oy...somebody help me.
Hope everyone has a fabulous Monday...I will report back after my "kick butt and take names later" fill approach.