Friday, March 23, 2012
My new haircut elicited 99% positive feedback, which was fun. I had not realized how much of an ego boost the haircut would be - not the compliments - they were gravy, but that knowledge inside that I looked good.
As it happened, I did not get the full personnel review today. My boss had computer issues with the form, so the written form is not finished. He did not give me any real feedback today. The conversation was more about the structure of the form and the importance of the ratings.
There are 5 rankings. Number 5 is "exceptionally proficient" and no one gets that - ever.
4 is something like outstanding
3 is proficient
2 is "mostly proficient"
1 is something like needs improvement
The higher your rating, the higher your bonus and raise will be. He did not directly say but strongly hinted, because I have been in my position less than a year, I will get a 2. He knows I won't be happy with that, but he does not think the ranking is as severe as I do.
He asked me 3 times if I had questions and I said I would reserve them until I get to see the comments. So this conversation will continue on Monday. He also strongly hinted that, if I excel this year, I will earn a promotion in 2013. Bring it on!
It is supposed to be very wet this weekend. If it is, I will do chores around the house and kettlebells. If it's doable, I will do errands and take a wonderful walk.
Thursday, March 22, 2012
Last night, I read a blog on SparkPeople written by a member I'd never interacted with. She said some great things including that one of her daily goals is to show love. She also does something loving for herself.
That got me thinking. I have gotten back in the lifelong habit of putting others first ALL THE TIME. It is no coincidence that I am not making progress on my weight loss goals.
I have not had a hair cut in over a year. I decided I was going to let it grow so I could donate it to Locks of Love. I blogged about that disappointment a week or so ago. At the same time, my hair is a battle. It is thin but it has a very coarse texture. Dad called it wiry. It has been coming out in chunks and it takes too much time, too much pain and does not look good at the end. I have a very hard time getting a comb through it.
This is review season and my personnel review is going to occur tomorrow afternoon. I like my boss a lot, but this will be our first conversation like this and I have no idea what to expect. Several people have already been laid off. In the back of my head, I've been thinking about that. I don't have the wardrobe to job hunt and....there's a whole litany.
So I took the plunge. I got a Power Haircut! (My name for it.) My hair was at my shoulder blades and is now halfway up my ears. I figured this will give me confidence to go in for that performance review. That review leads to the raise, if there is one, this summer, so it's a big deal. And, if I am laid off, at least I will look better for those interviews.
I could ramble on about the office politics, the sickness that just keeps circulating because people don't stay home, but....that would not make interesting reading.
PS. Thanks for the spark goodies and comments!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
I was craving a Rueben sandwich today and was thrilled to see Chef Meg's revised version of it today. But, I did not have one.
After an unreal amount of sleep over the last two days, I feel much better. My fever broke, the sore throat and head stuff seem to be history. I did my grocery shopping - I have not been shopping for a couple of weeks and was out of almost everything. I ended up spending more than I planned, but I also saved a ton, too. If I look at it for 2-3 weeks' worth of money, it's not that much. It's just more than I would normally spend at once.
After spending all that, I decided not to splurge on a Rueben, both moneywise and caloriewise. I successfully resisted the marketing, the social pressure and ignored my tastebuds. Amazing what the power of suggestion does, especially with food!
I came home and took a nap. I think it will be a few more days before I feel 100% again. One of the things I bought were salicylic acid callus removers and am wearing one. I have had a callus on the ball of my right foot for a very long time. It has finally gotten so painful that I have not been walking. Finally, it occurred to me to do something about it. After being out and about today, my foot is feeling much better. Why did I not think of it a lot sooner?!
Today was the first day I logged my food in a long time. I have recently rediscovered some of my trigger foods and have been completely undisciplined. I really know better!
Saturday, March 10, 2012
I had some errands to do this morning, including stopping at the eye doctor's to get an replacement receipt from my visit in December that I need to fax in to my flexpay provider before the end of the month or I might have to pay the IRS for it. After that, I walked to the hair dresser to inquire about getting my hair cut off so I could donate it to Locks of Love.
I was dismayed when the cutter told me that they count the 10 inches from a pony tail, not from the actual length of the hair. I guess I had misunderstood what I read on the Locks of Love website. The problem is that my hair tangles very easily, worse as it gets longer, and I don't know that I can put up with the daily battle for the months that it will take for it to grow long enough to cut and donate. Locks of Love makes wigs for patients who have cancer or other diseases that are related to hair loss. They can take any hair (grey, colored or regular hair) but it has to be 10 inches at minimum. I was really depressed when I left the salon.
From there, I walked a few other places and then drove to a Target store that I seldom visit to see what they had that was different from my "hone" store. This store is in a mini mall and I parked in the larger parking lot, not in the Target lot. More steps, I thought! I found more than I expected, so my cart was pretty full. As I wheeled it to the car, it locked up. I had forgotten about the stop strip. I carried some of the bags to my car and then thought that I should move the cart so that other cars can get around it. It was pretty heavy and was really hard to move. I finally figured out that I could pull it from the basket, raising it at the same time so that only the wheels on the push-handle end are on the ground. It was still hard to move, but I was proud to have been able to move it safely. Then I carried the heavier items to the car, making a couple of trips.
I was wiped out after getting everything out of the car, up the stairs and put away. Man, am I out of shape!
Tomorrow is my brother's birthday (today in Japan, where he lives). We were at a mini family reunion last year celebrating his birthday in New Mexico when the word of the earthquake and the tsunami came across the news. That was the end of our celebration. It took him nearly two days to find out his wife, her parents and her sister were all ok. In the year since, I have worried about them, mostly for my very young nephew, nervous about radiation exposure. My heart is still in Japan.
Yesterday, at work, we had an "Update on Fukushima" meeting and, as we waited for the presentations to begin, one of the scientists asked me what I am doing these days. Ever since I earned my paralegal certificate, he has been encouraging me to leave the company and make more money elsewhere. I don't think I have the experience as a paralegal to do that - I cannot afford an entry level position and I don't think I am getting enough exposure in paralegal work where I am. So I have been thinking...
It would help for me to brush up on my language skills. I know bits and pieces of about 16 languages but am fluent in none. So, should I go for Spanish or Japanese?
Thursday, March 08, 2012
I had not planned to put in OT today, but had to given the challenges that arose today. When I finished work, I did not want to face traffic, so I started doing SP stuff. When I took a break and walked down the hall, someone asked me if I were losing weight. (I am not and I feel like a blimp). I thanked her for making my day. When I came back to SP, I saw a message board post about walking. I looked at my pedometer and went outside.
I recently bought an iPod so I could have music to block out the noise at work. _Linda posted that I could use that for exercise. I wore my iPod and found myself singing as I walked. Nothing but hills where I work and I was amazed how singing while walking raised my heart rate. I looked at my pedometer and kept walking, but I did not do enough. I got anxious about getting home so I could unwind and get to bed at a reasonable hour. I walked up the stairs thinking that would continue the heart rate momentum, but it actually turned out to be a cool down of sorts. I was so slow on the 3 flights of stairs that finishing the walk back to my desk was nothing.
I was not even going to blog tonight, but that would have defeated the point I wanted to share. The compliment inspired me and the post on SP got me moving. You never know how sharing some small part of your journey could help someone else!
I ended up with a 55 minute walk (I should've gone for 5 more minutes!) and over 10K steps!
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