I am all about the little things in life. The things that no one else would really notice or care about or get all worked up about. To me, little things can make all the difference in the world.
Take my new garage door opener system. It's a Chamberlain Liftmaster. It's AWESOME. Super quiet. Super smooth. You barely hear it. Has a remote keypad entry, special sensors, bells and whistles. It's the BEST garage door opener I've ever had. And it makes me smile and get all warm and gushy inside each time I use it.
Still talking about the garage. Today I spring cleaned the garage floor. Couldn't wait to get the Winter accumulation of dirt and muck and gross stuff off the floor. Used Oxyclean (a last minute inspiration) and can I tell you how sparkly clean my garage floor is right now?? And it smells great. Even better.
Granted, I wouldn't advise heart surgery or even eating off the garage floor...it's not quite THAT clean. But it is waaay better than it was. And for anyone that knows me and my anal-retentive-cleany-ways, you have to have some idea of just how happy a place Kathyland is tonite.
I hardly ever/almost never blog about my full-time job.
Making an exception today.
Salary rates for my clients are determined by the hospitals that hire them thru us. Nothing whatsover I can do to raise their salary. Would if I could but I can't so I won't.
These two clients keep calling and asking me 'can they pay us for this'...'can they pay us for that'? My answer is always a firm and calm, 'no, they can't'. I have explained to you (SEVERAL TIMES, alright??) that we just can't do it unless the hospital pays US more $. When they do that we will be happy...no, make that more than happy...to pass along the extra to you...which we would.
Still, they keep calling. And calling. And calling. They say 'company XYZ pays their clients for that'. So I tell them great!! You might want to check out company XYZ for your next job. Hmmm...not what they wanted to hear. So they keep calling. (Disclaimer - they have both renewed with me twice as well and never went with company XYZ when all was said and done. Said they trust me. Yay me!)
Finally decided how to handle this. Reverse psychology.
Both of these clients are moms. Their kids are older. Most are out of the house. So the next time they hit me with 'but company ABC or XYZ does this' I'll remind them of all the times their kids asked them for stuff and used the reasoning 'well Billy's mom got it for him'...totally making up the Billy name, of course.
It might help them to see where I am coming from...hello from between a rock and a hard place. Then again, it might not accomplish anything other than giving you a glimpse into what I do from 9a-5:30p ET day after day after day. After day.
Four years ago today I posted this. I've left the post intact, complete with links that don't link to some blogs that no longer exist. This was back in the day when I barely knew what a blog was.
Hmm, let's see.
I started my day by reading some of my fave bloggers, both local and far. Twittered and im'd with HDW and Jeff L.
Then I was off to see my buddy Andrew's brainchild Startupweekend in full swing. Got to finally meet Micah who I follow on several social media sites and know thru Andrew. Also saw Charlie and Stan, who I also met thru Andrew.
Could only stay at Startupweekend for a short time as I had a kind invitation to join HDW and family for a lovely and yummy Easter dinner. Spent a wonderful afternoon and evening before I headed home to prepare for tomorrow.
The signficance of this day from a blog perspective is that everyone I had contact with today (other than calling my parents to wish them a Happy Easter) was someone I met thru my blog or thru a friend's blog. Andrew is fond of saying (and rightly so, I feel) that Startupweekend is all about community. Pretty much the same thing applies to blogs and it definitely applies to my blog.
My life has been changed, enriched, improved and immeasurably blessed by having my blog. Little did I know four years ago that I was on the brink of something that would change my life forever. In a way, my blog has not only tracked my life, but has been my life. My life on the internet. And it's intersected with so many other people that it just boggles my mind.
Thanks to all that have visited, commented, agreed and even disagreed...it's made Kathyland a better place.
And to my friends that I've found thru my blog? Having you in my life is an honor and a blessing. Thanks for staying with me. Thanks for keeping me honest and calling bullshit when needed. And most of all, just thanks for being here and seeing what I have to say.
It's rarely profound, sometimes boring and yeah, I know lots of times I am just too perky and upbeat for words. But it's me and since I'm the main voice here in Kathyland, what ya see is what ya get. And if that's not a likely story, I don't know what is!
As I was driving to my appointment for more purple hair yesterday afternoon it dawned on me that the last time I drove to this appt I got the call that my sister-in-law Michele had died. It was almost a month to the day. And for the rest of the time I live here in Denver, I will remember the exact spot on I-70 (near the Safeway warehouse complex) that I heard the news.
So many things have happened in the last month. Many good, some bad, too many sad.
So. Decided last night to create Operation LEDAYL - Live Each Day As Your Last. If you have something important you want to do, do it. Something important to say? Say it. Tomorrow is promised to NO ONE.
Have been home since late Saturday night. Meant to blog, then life got in the way. That's been a recurring theme over the last two weeks.
My mini vacay in CA was mega fun, even tho I had a bad flu/cold for most of it. Flying while sick and on drugs...oops, sorry...medications...was interesting. But I made my gate changes in time and once in San Diego had a wonderful time.
Sunny skies, green grass, tons of flowers blooming all over the place...oh Denver, you need Spring to arrive in the worst way.
There was also this...
...the Pacific Ocean, in all its glorious wetness...taken near San Onofre where we used to boogie board when we were in high school. (Trust me, the PO is there...you just can't see it as well as I thought I could see it when I took this picture. But it's there.)
My buddy Aree and I made time for a two day visit to see my parents, my sister Kelly, my brother Brian and his 3 boys as well. Knowing that I would see my family again within a week made saying goodbye last week so much easier. Not so easy this week, of course, but what can ya do? (No, not move back to CA. Wrong answer. Nice try, tho).
Say hi to Jeffy, Matt and Tom.
Drove back to San Diego Friday afternoon and even tho we were scheduled to hit a bachelorette party pub crawl, we passed out instead and napped and stayed in to watch DVD's and eat pizza. And salad and beer buddies.
And then? Slept in until close to noon the next day. One of the most important ingrediants of a good vacay...major snooze time.
That's Aree pointing out the Ronald Reagan to me...the aircraft carrier, not the dead President. We stopped for lunch at the Fish Market right around the corner from the airport and enjoyed one last look at water and sun and boats.
Then off to the airport, off to Phoenix, and you know the rest!
Got home from CA Friday afternoon so I could work Friday, Saturday and Sunday at J#2. Now I'm packing to head back to CA for a vacation that's been planned for the last two months.
Also coming down with a sore throat and my lungs feel like they are imploding. Thinking (hoping?) it is a by-product of being around all my relatives that smoked last week instead of me coming down with a cold right before my vacation.
Heading back upstairs to finish work from J#1 then more laundry, pay bills and calling it a very early night.