RAGE

So last night I had the worst conference call ever.  I was told by a manager to be quiet twice.  I was speaking when spoken to, voicing my opinion, and minding my manners.  During the call I was visibly upset and almost hung up.  I got an apology call by my coworker who was supposed to be in charge of the call.  This morning my other coworker brought it up again and my anger came back.  He was amazed at how the manager spoke to me as well.

The whole situation has bothered me for over 24 hrs now.  Last night I ended up talking to H for an hour about it and really couldn't calm down.  This morning it all flooded back and I spent a majority of the day in a funk.  I know I need to let it all go, but I am having the damnedest time doing so.  I've been working so hard to not control this committee and go with the flow.  This is totally against my nature, I want to be in charge, I want to figure it out, I want to be the resource, BUT even more I want to see my friend succeed.  I want her to have her moment, I want her to be successful, I want her to teach me.  I have to let it go.

The other thing that's really bugging me is the boys.  I love to hang out with them but I really miss being girly.  At lunch today I realized what I don't like is how immature they have to act.  Now granted all of them are younger than me, but that doesn't mean we can't be adults every once in a while.  I could even tell that H was over it.  The best is that Clint has taken to calling me H's girlfriend.  This doesn't bother me at all, but he thinks it does.  Doesn't bother H either.  It's actually a little bit easier to not have to explain that we are just friends.  I wish I had one girl that I remotely liked to hang out with.

Instead I'll just post a bunch of photos of my cutest niece.  Maybe she's the only girl I need to worry about.

A little English Pride

Please note the thigh/knee high socks and itty bitty baby thigh chub roll