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Working on My Self-Esteem

April 26, 2007/0 Comments/in Work /by Megan

As everyone probably has figured out by now, I have re-entered corporate America. Yeah for spreadsheets! And fighting with assistants over the cost of a $4 pair of scissors! And carpal tunnel! Whopee!

Actually, the new job isn’t that bad, borderline fun, and, so far, the people I work with seem to be fairly normal and friendly. Very unlike the last job with the crazy cat people and the co-workers who didn’t feel the need to wear undergarmets or shower. And all of the yelling. And the 4 a.m. phone calls. But I digress.

The last few weeks I spent alot of time in orientations and meetings, attempting to figure out how I fit into an already-established infrastructure. I’ve also had to relearn about a million usernames and passwords. But there is one username that I use to login to several programs. This user name was created before I even arrived on site and it’s the first four letters of your first name and the first two letters of your last.

MEGAPE

And it’s all in caps. I originally read it as MEGA-PE (as in pee pee in the potty), but last night Trent pointed out that it really said MEG APE.

Awesome.

Interviewee

February 13, 2007/3 Comments/in Work /by Megan

Today I had an interview with a great company. It’s a company I would love to work for, but I fear I’m grossly underqualified for their open position. I can count two times in the interview when they asked me if I’d ever done a certain task and I had to say no, followed by an awkward silence. They are a pretty progressive bunch, though. They spent a good part of my interview drawing out a sketch of a helium ballon that they intend to use if their company goes worldwide, instead of purchasing a corporate jet. I definitely fit in, humor-wise. So when one of the head honchos asked me to send in some writings from this (to them) unnammed site to show my “creative writing skills” I thought he was kidding. He wasn’t.

Now I have to go through this site and try to find posts that aren’t too graphic or where I don’t use the F-word.

Fuck!

I guess this one’s out.

Work, work, work

November 10, 2006/0 Comments/in Lucy, Work /by Megan

I may be one of the most spoiled mothers in the world. When Lucy was born, I had every intention of going back to work full time after six weeks of maternity leave. But circumstances can change, and change they did. I ended up quitting my job and borrowing a shit-ton of money from my parents in order to stay home with Lucy until she was six months old. That was the plan. When she turned six months old, I would get a job, find daycare and go back to work full time.

Then, during an unfortunate late-night financial discussion with my husband, I realized that next month, Lucy will be six months old. And on January 1, I am supposed to have a new job, daycare, and all that other crap. And all I could think of was that I am going to miss so much. What if she crawls for the first time at daycare. Or says her first word. Or cries when I go to pick her up because she’d rather stay there instead of come home. I just can’t imagine going from spending every waking moment with her to spending about 3 hours a day with her.

But it will be fine. I have been so incredibly lucky to stay home with Lucy as long as I have. Most moms don’t get that choice. And her father is doing something that will hopefully allow us to live a wonderful, prosperous family life. But right now, that requires me to go back to work. I’m not sure in what capacity I’ll be working, but I know that it will be OK. And hopefully when I go to pick Lucy up from daycare she’ll smile and laugh and crawl up to me and be so excited to see me. And that will be fantastic.

Working Mama

August 30, 2006/2 Comments/in Work /by Megan

I’ve officially started working again, but not in the capacity that I had originally anticipated. I got a job as a freelance associate producer working with a production house here in KC. My favorite part about it (besides the fact that I still get to hang with Lucy pretty much all day) is that I get to do all of my work in my underwear. Or in Trent’s underwear, depends on my mood. I’ve also started interviewing for a new full-time job, which makes my skin crawl and I break out in hives. I just can’t imagine not seeing Lulu for an entire 8 or 9 hours each day. Boo.

And speaking of boo, I am now officially open to Halloween costume suggestions for Lucy and myself. So far, ideas submitted include a ladybug (for her), a pumpkin (for her) or Gweneth Paltrow, Chris Martin and Apple (for the whole family). I personally think she should be a monkey. Any suggestions?