Thursday, May 29, 2014

Tea's Tangents

1. I'm not permanently cranky. I would also like to say thanks to everyone who prayed for me on being cranky. Was having a moment, then like magic it was lifted. I thought, that was definitely somebody's prayer for me. If it was you, thank you!

2. I said I was going to focus more on work and sacrifice my social life, but if you know me, you already know that was a lie. I AM however going to start saying no to stuff after work and I'm going to stop double booking as much as possible. The point is to find balance not to be all work or all play. That's clearly a struggle for me.

3. I'm writing this as I sit on the phone with State Farm because I've gotten into a second car accident in Pittsburgh. That's right. 19 months in this city, 2 car accidents. 29 years of life, never been in a car accident before (or one that required insurance's help, anyway). I think it's safe to say Pittsburghers can't drive.

I'm fine. Someone hit my car while it was parked. As my friends from Chicago noted: "I figured since it was Pittsburgh, they would have left a note."

Apparently you can be a jerk in any zip code in the nation.

4. I bought 14 tickets to the second Pirates game of the season. Now they think I'm a fan. I've actually been to three games and I bought a t-shirt, but I'm not about to be a season ticket holder. I got an ad that said I could go to six more games this season for as little as $96 each. Bruh... I paid $20 and some change for 14 tickets. I'm not about that $96 per game life.

5. I bought tickets to see Beyonce in Houston, but iaintgonebeabletodoit. Let me know if you know any Houstonians who need some tickets.

6. Just got word that I need to go to Chicago for work in June and I wasn't even planning to go until July. Long weekend on deck! Hello, yes! If that happens, I will have gone to Chicago 5 out of 7 months by July, vs. every other month, which seems a bit more manageable. It doesn't FEEL like I spend any time in Chicago even though my Southwest airline miles say otherwise.

Happy Thursday!

Friday, May 23, 2014

I'm Cranky

I'm pretty sure eating what I want and not working out for almost a month now has turned me into a very cranky person at work. (I'm surprisingly happy in the evening though. Ice cream and cocktails, YES!)

Anywho, the open format of my office is on my last nerves today.

1. Do you have someone at your job, who doesn't talk. Then when they start talking, they won't be quiet. Man, this one dude is going on and on and it's not even 9 a.m. yet. I can't.

2. Also, folks are running around talking about they have to go to the doctors. How many doctors do you have to go to? Goofs.

3. Also, someone just asked me if I did something and I'm like you mean from what we talked about at 10 a.m. yesterday. Did you expect me to do it while I was in my other meetings or while I was sleep? Both were inappropriate. No, it hasn't happened. I'll send you a note when I do it. (I didn't say any of that, but I wanted to.)

4. Three people are having a full-on meeting at the table in our team area. Because meeting in conference rooms is... what? Frowned upon. Help me, holy ghost.

Y'all pray that I get back in the gym this week because it's going to be one off-the-wall comment, and folks will get introduced to Katie Kaboom. I was really trying to leave her in Chicago.

Monday, May 19, 2014

She Didn't Call Me Back...

It's 9:59 p.m. Wanna hear about my day, here it is:

  • My alarm came on at 5 a.m. 
  • I pressed snooze til 6 a.m. 
  • I made it to work by 7:15 a.m. 
  • Despite having meetings non-stop from 8:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., I left at 6:55 p.m. and felt like it was a productive day. I had a 7 p.m. meeting with one of my mentors, which I was 20 minutes late for(YIKES!) 
  • Then after leaving her I went to Target to get groceries and toiletries for the coming weeks since I wasn't home this weekend. (I gave the convocation speech for my department at U of I this weekend and it was amazing. More on that later.) 
  • As the sun went down, I forgot that I'd gotten hit by a car last weekend and that my tail light was out and with travel, speech writing, baby shower planning, work, church and, you know, sleep I haven't had time to take it to the body shop to get it repaired. I also need an oil changed and my tires rotated, which will happen in 2 weeks when I have a free Saturday in Pittsburgh... 
  • All of that to say, I should NOT have been driving in the evening time. 
  • By the grace of God, I made it home without getting a ticket. 
  • I get to my apartment, check my mail, take my groceries upstairs... I leave the cart outside of my door even though they say take it right back to the parking lot. It's Monday, people will deal. 
  • I put the groceries away and get ready to prepare food (I'm heating up a Bertolli bag in the skillet, I'm not really cooking anything.)
  • Then I realize the skillet I want is still on the stove dirty from the last time I heated something up. So I'm going to clean it...
  • But first I need to move all the dirty dishes out of the sink.
  • But before I can do that I need to remove the clean dishes out of the dishwasher. 
  • And I remember why I had to go to Target after a long day of work because I didn't have any dishwashing liquid. 
  • I finally put the skillet in the sink, but it's too sticky and needs to soak, so I decided to take a moment and show my blog some love. 
  • During said moment, I try to remember why I don't have a housekeeper, so that the next time I come home from a trip (or leave home for a trip) I wouldn't be stressed with the burden of trying to keep a tidy house. 
  • Then I remember I called a housekeeper. Maybe two, maybe three weeks ago.
  • I left her a message. 
  • She didn't call me back.  

Wednesday, May 14, 2014

This is Verity!

When there is a need in the marketplace there are people who complain about it and there are others who work to fill the need. Kisha from Chronicled blog wrote a heartfelt piece a year or so ago about the lack of diversity in the blogosphere? Why do all of the fashion bloggers look alike OR better yet, when it comes to corporations choosing who they think are influential, how do they come up with a seemingly identical roster of personalities?

Kisha, a Toronto native, who has a full-time job, a personal blog and A LIFE, decided to take on a yet another project to provide a digital space where "Diversity and Inspiration collide." Together with Brenna Holeman, she's created a beautiful space to tell the career, travel and beauty stories of a diverse group of people from all over the world. 

Please run to http://www.thisisverity.com to check it out.

You may also see someone you know featured as this week's Career Muse.



Friday, May 9, 2014

Rooftop Bars in the Chi

Chicago Mag just posted the top 12 rooftops bars in the Chi and I've only been to three of them. I will be knocking one of these off every time I visit home this summer. I'll publish the Pittsburgh rooftop list soon too. It PALES in comparison, but... when in Rome.

By Kaitlin Jakola

After a winter of drinking indoors, it’s time to come out of hibernation and drink on a roof. These alfresco bars are some of the top spots in Chicago for the summer of 2013—an update to our 2012 list, and a nice chaser to February’s Best Bars package. Just keep a sweater on hand in case a chill comes to join the party.

The Dec (160 E. Pearson St., 312-573-5160)
It’s a deck bar outside a restaurant inside a hotel popular with an older crowd. That said, The Dec (above) makes masterful use of the 12th-floor space outside Deca restaurant, with a full bar and an ice cream sundae cart. If you’re feeling reflective, peer into “The Lens,” an eye-shaped statue made of the same material as Millennium Park’s “Cloud Gate.”


Read the rest here.  

Thursday, May 1, 2014

It's Work Time

So it's about to be a busy summer. Lots of travel. Lots of work travel. When people ask working moms how they do it all the smart ones usually say "You can have it all, but not at the same time."

I don't have any kids, but I do have a life and for the past few years it's been prioritized very high. I don't cancel appointments for work anymore. (I'd never go to the dentist.)

I leave at 5 p.m. if/when I have things to do after work (which has been happening a lot) and I don't work on weekends unless I absolutely have to.

If you follow me on Twitter, you know I have about 20-35 meetings a week. It's literally impossible to be effective if you have that many meetings AND leave work on time AND don't work on weekends. Impossible.

So this summer, when I'm in town, I think I'm going to dial back the social activity. Like, if it's not on a weekend, I'm not committing to it. Way too many dinners and fundraisers and extra stuff that has me sleepy, cranky and just otherwise ready to go all the time at work.

I did come here to WORK. I didn't come here to be a social butterfly. (It's in my DNA as well). I'm getting ready to put saying no into strong practice.

It should also be noted that the way this city is set up, makes it harder for me to be great. I live downtown and there are no shops or grocery stores or cleaners or nail salons that are either a) close or b) open by the time I get off work. And they don't sell liquor at the grocery store. This means, no quick dinner runs to Trader Joe's. No "I-need-a-shirt-for-a-meeting" runs to H&M. No "do-my-face-real-quick" stops at the MAC counter in Nordstrom. So I have to do all my prep on the weekends, which means I have no time to clean (or if I clean I have no time to party). Then if I do party and I haven't cleaned and people want to come up (and they always want to come up b/c I live in the middle of the city), then I have to sprint to my apartment while my friend holds the crowd in my lobby so I can scrub the bathroom and kitchen down <---- happened.="" nbsp="" p="" this="">
All of this to say that who I am (on-the-go, super busy, social butterfly, workaholic) is not really supported by this city and as such, something's gotta give and right now that's my social life.

I'm going to try not to complain about working 60 hour (or more) weeks and just do the damn thing and drink and pray a lot.