♥ Rece’s Piece ♥

Yeterday I went to Ralph’s to get and icee. They have THE BEST icee’s on Earth!

I took my time and tasted a few new flavors, then finally ordered two large icee’s. I went to pay, but when I looked in my wallet, all I had was $2. I knew I had more in there before. At least a $10 bill, but I’m sure it was a $20 bill. Needless to say, I was pretty embarrassed. I asked the girl if there was an ATM nearby. She said there was one in a shopping center nearby. I remembered I had a roll of quarters in my car, so I started to walk away to get it. Just then, the little old man in front of me, who just got his icee, said he would pay the $7.50 for mine too. He said he didn’t want to have to go back and forth.

I thought that was the nicest thing. I don’t know if I would have done the same thing if the shoe was on the other foot, especially since I had 2 large icee’s. I was very grateful to him.

I thought to myself… maybe I should start being a little nicer. *shrugs*

I called my friends mom today to RSVP to her Bridal Shower. My friend lives in NC, but her wedding is here in NY, so her mom is helping her out a lot. Everything was going smoothly on the phone. She said she put a check next to my name and all was well… or so I thought!

Suddenly, she started to vent. She told me that planning this wedding was a lot of stress for her. She’s not a wedding planner or anything, but she was trying to do her best because she promised her daughter she would give her a wedding.

Her mom said one of her two sisters died in September 2008, her father had a stroke in October and her other sister found out she has breast cancer and had to get a mastectomy. Her sister is now supposed to be going for chemotherapy and radiation but is refusing, so she’s carrying the burden of trying to convince her. All of that to deal with on top of planning her daughters Bridal Shower and Wedding.

I felt really bad for her. I wondered why she chose me to vent to. I had only met her once before. I offered my assistance if she ever needed it and a prayer for her and her family. I figured that’s the least I could do.

The only good thing is that she’s a teacher, so the last day of school is June 26th. After that, she has about a month to just focus on the Wedding. There’s the silver lining!

*Ciao*

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I must say… I had a pretty good weekend!

In between all of the chillin, I got to see my boo all weekend. He makes me smile.

On Saturday I reconnected with my “male best friend.” I can’t say that we’re really best friends anymore, but we go back many, many years so the love with always be there. I haven’t seen him in years! Maybe like 4 years. There’s no particular reason why, because we live fairly close to each other. We were just too busy doing our own thing. I guess life took over. It was soooo good to see him again.

I was planning to ask him about his separation from his wife and work and his son and just life in general. To my surprise, when I got there, he already had company. One of his three homegirls that he was hanging out with, happened to be someone I used to dance with a few years back who I also haven’t seen in forever. Needless to say, it wasn’t the right time to get into my “21 questions.”

When he first saw me, he immediately commented on the fact that I’ve stayed in shape after all of these years. Throughout my visit, he just kept mentioning it, then comparing me to his friends. OMG! Finally, when I was leaving, he walked me to my car. I leaned in to put my bag down before bidding him farewell. I promise you, I purposely didn’t bend over with my booty in the air. I was very simple about it. When I came back up, he was STARING at me. To the point where I was resuming the conversation and he was still looking down. I can’t front… I was definitely feelin’ myself after that. Haaaaa!

On Sunday I finally got to meet up with B. Good! We had been planning to get together for ages and it just never happened. We went to a Thai Restaurant that wasn’t too far from either of us. Ok, I’ll try not to mention how good the food, drinks and dessert were, but I enjoyed myself. I think I ate much less than I normally would have because we were chatting so much. I didn’t realize how much I knew about her just from FB and blogging and stuff. My memory is crap when it comes to other things, but I think I remember a lot about people and their situations. I like that about myself. LOL.

So let’s see… Was B. Good what I expected? She’s smart, she’s cool, good conversation, good questions and good company. More laid back than I imagined. I probably got that idea from all of the Brooklyn escapades she blogged about anyway. Good to know we feel the same way about that borough. LOL. I’d say she’s much cooler than I expected.
That’s my weekend in a nutshell. The first restful weekend in a month and I was just so grateful for that.The weekends go by way too fast though. *sigh*

*Ciao*

Today is my 1 yr anniversary at my job. It’s been a long and interesting year. I’ve gone from loving my supervisor to disliking, but tolerating her. So many co-workers have come and gone. One of my dearest co-workers was transferred to a different clinic, under the disguise of it being based on need. It was really spite, if u ask me! Apparently some people think that a job situation can’t be good if no one is complaining. They think people should hate their job.

I’ve gone from being happy to wake up and go to work, to getting up late every morning and dragging myself in. The sad part is that no matter how late I come in, I am usually one of the first nurses here. We’ve all seemed to lose our enthusiasm for this job. I blame it on my supervisor and her lack of management skills. We only do what we know we can get away with, or what we see being done. My supervisor leads by example… and she sets a bad example! LOL.

So here we are… 1 yr in. I don’t hate it here, but I don’t love it anymore either. It gets the job done and allows me to have a life. Can’t complain too much!

I do have the 1 yr itch though! I think It’s time to shop around and see if there’s something better out there. I’ll at least stay until I find something better. That may be a difficult task!

Today I woke up with that funny feel. That feeling that something bad is going to happen. That feeling of death. I immediately began to pray. I don’t like that feeling at all. It’s so strong it can keep me from falling asleep at night or even wake me up in the middle of the night. Whenever I feel this feeling, before the day ends, I usually hear of a death.

Today was a rainy day and on my way to work I saw several car accidents. I sent out a few texts for people to be careful driving. As the day progressed, the feeling subsided. So much so, that I forgot all about it.

Tonight I heard from one of my friends that the guy she was dating passed away. That’s when I remembered how I felt this morning. I didn’t know him, I only knew of him, but deaths really mess me up… regardless. It always makes me think of the people in my life who have died, especially those within the past 3 years. It makes me think of patients who have died and how their family reacted to the news.

I know we all have to deal with losing people at some point or another and eventually, we will all end up dying, but it’s just so overwhelming for me.

More of a reason why you have to stay right with God, so when you’re time is up you’re set. It’s not about what you know, it’s about who you know!

I plan to apply to grad school for the Fall semester to do a masters in Nursing Education. Today, as I was having random thoughts, I wondered what would happen if I applied to an Ivy league school. I’ve never applied before, for undergrad or grad school. I’m sure I could get in, but I doubt I would actually go. It would just be to satisfy my curiosity.

As I had these thoughts, I realized that my laziness held me back from a lot of things. Even now, I’ve been saying for months that I’m going to apply for school, but I haven’t done so yet. Why?Because I have to write an essay. I don’t have a problem writing, I just haven’t gotten around to it yet.

“Procrastination is the thief of time” …and dreams!

For the past few days it seems like everyone has a lot on their minds and they want to talk about it… with me!

People have been saying things that scream “ask me more!” I don’t usually take the bait, although I know they have something on their chest that they want to get off. I think about it, but I always feel like it’s prying and the person may regret telling me in the end.

Usually if it’s someone I’m close to, I have no problem… but random co-workers and stuff. Yikes!

I was telling my friend that one of our mutual co-workers was saying things indicating that he wanted to talk. I responded to him and gave my personal advice without asking questions or allowing the conversation to evolve into something deep. He came to my friend the same afternoon, again implying that he wants to talk. She asked him the standard “is everything ok?” question and that was all he needed to begin.

My friend and I discussed why we both responded differently, besides the fact that she’s ULTRA nosey. She said that she wouldn’t want to pass up the opportunity to allow someone to vent and then later hear that they did something terrible to themself, when maybe a kind word from her could have prevented it. Interesting! I, on the other hand, don’t think I really want the burden of other peoples problems on me… unless I offer of course. Selfish? Perhaps.

The following post was written almost 2 weeks ago. I actually penned it while I was at work one day, with the intention of transcribing it to my blog when I got home. Almost 2 weeks later… and here I am. Let’s begin…

One evening as I was preparing to leave work, I jokingly said to my supervisor “We can go home now, right? Right!” She jokingly responds saying that I shouldn’t put words in her mouth and for me to remember that she’s older than I am, which I acknowledged. She then said that as long as all of our work was completed, we could leave.

I left, but shortly after, I thought about it and it seemed like she was trying to get an attitude with me. Her attitude seemed to be masked by a joking tone. This made me pretty upset. I continued to think about it and figured that maybe I was being insolent toward her. I realized that I didn’t respect her as my superior and that there are several things that she does or omits to do that cause me to feel this way.

From that day, I decided that I would se the boundary of her as “supervisor” and not “friend, but supervisor when she wants to be.” I basically keep it strictly business, nothing personal, no nonsense small talk. That’s the way it should have been from the start. I assume she feels the distance because she keeps asking me if I am ok. I most certainly am!

At first I felt like maybe I was being too hard and the punishment didn’t fit the crim. After thinking about it further, I realized that this was the only way I would be able to respect anything she says. Since she wasn’t capable of establishing her role as supervisor, I was forced to do it.

Funny enough, in church, my pastor spoke about setting roles and boundaries and not crossing them to maintain order. This just confirmed to me that I didn’t the right thing and shouldn’t feel any type of way about it.

*Ciao*