Monday, January 26, 2009
The Beast
Sunday, January 25, 2009
1 week for the Superbowl
Thursday, January 22, 2009
10 More Weeks to Go!
Last week Gil and I went down to Marina Del Rey to get our pictures taken before the baby came. Last time I tried to do this I scheduled it for 36 weeks and Tanner had already come, so I missed my opportunity. I wasn't going to make that same mistake again.
We had the same woman who took our wedding photos take these photos. She used to be Gil's neighbor in Santa Monica. I thought she did a very nice job. I really like the photos and I'm glad I have them. We did it in her home. It took about 2 hours and we got over 300 shots. Then Gil took me to eat at Cheesecake Factory where I had the best lunch of my life. I can still remember it. Mmmmmmmmmm.
We haven't decided which ones to print yet, but we wanted to share with you some of our favorites so far. We're going to go back when our baby is a week old to get some new born shots. Not too far from now! And we still don't have a NAME!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
YO ADRIAN...I DID IT!...i think
If you are tired of the Post Office, then skip this post... Training is over. I BARELY passed - due to family prayers - I spent one afternoon sobbing as quietly as I could - had to wipe my nose with my shirt because I didn't want to get up and have anyone notice me. VERY stressful. The day I passed I spent one of my 10 minute breaks walking around the building (outside) listening to Rocky music. I pictured myself running up the stairs of that building, exuberant and triumphant. I visualized myself passing that AWFUL test that I had already taken 28 times (no exageration). I was determined! It took 4 more tries, but I did pass it. Then I quickly passed test #37. I had 2 more tests to pass and 5 more hours to do it. It was going to be a snap! Test #38...again, again, again...AAAAAAA. I had one hour left on my time limit when I passed test #38. All I had left now was the accumulative test of the entire 2 weeks training. I no longer cared if I passed or not. Frankly, I was so stressed, I was looking forward to NOT passing... Of course, I passed THAT test the first time I tried. I tried to visualize myself triumphantly running up the stairs like Rocky...and realized I felt more like Rocky did AFTER completing 15 rounds with Apollo Creed. I had done it, but I was exhausted and beat to a pulp.
I get 3 days off to recover. Yesterday, I arrived 3 minutes late. Later that afternoon, I was pulled aside and nicely, but very clearly told that if I was late one more time I would be "let go." I am now laughing at the ridiculousness of it, but I was not happy yesterday. Today I was 3 keystrokes from quitting again, as I could not key as fast as they wanted me to. I am 98% accurate, but my best time was 4718 keystrokes an hour and they want 5200. WHAT AM I DOING IN THIS ultra-structured NAZI CAMP? Let's have a betting pool on how long it will take for me to be fired... Just for the record - I have never been fired and I have NEVER been a loser at ANY job I have ever had. I have always been a VALUABLE employee. At this job I am the third worst.
I made a list of pros...
1. In this job, I will never make a child cry.
2. I am decreasing stress on Don - who already has 3 jobs.
3. I have already lost some weight because my fast food intake has been cut in half.
4. I am now exercising 4 times a week immediately after work.
5. There is no other part-time work where I would get paid $13.12 an hour.
6. It is during school hours.
7. I have been forced to find a carpool for Daniel so THAT commute has been cut in half.
I still think it has been an adventure. I have experienced something completely out of my comfort zone. I have a lot more compassion for Don, who works 12 hours and still has to come home and be a husband and a parent. I no longer take for granted the HUGE blessing of staying at home and having the luxury of being a full-time Mom. ....And THAT's the rest of the story...so far!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Friday, January 16, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ALLYSA!!
Happy Birthday to Allysa on the 14th of January!! I am just a little late (I thought her Mom would write her in the blog) I happened to see her on her Birthday morning - she had just finished getting ready for her day at school. Looked absolutely adorable. Was wearing a skirt which hung down about 3 inches from her bottom. She had smashing black suede boots with fringe running down the sides. (MMMM, I wonder where she had seen those boots before.) She was so happy (had received the birthday present which meant the most to her.) I'm sure she had a wonderful day. And I'm thankful to have her as my granddaughter - her JOY is contagious! She could make an alligator smile!!
Monday, January 12, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
USPS quiz
Who can name the 8 United States territories for which the post office has a 2 letter abbreviation WITHOUT looking them up? I didn't even know we had that many territories. I am about halfway through my "lessons" Who knew there were SO many different ways to address a letter... and they all need to be keyed in a particular sequence. We did some more ergonomic training today. At the end of it we all introduced ourselves with our name and 1 interesting fact. I said, "my name is Tatia. It is spelled very funny - T A T I A. I was named after a beautiful Russian spy. But I am not one." A couple people talked to me later and they all knew how to spell my name!
Monday, January 5, 2009
Report. Phew!
This job is NOT for the fainthearted! Today was my first day of training to be a data conversion operator. Fancy name for an easy job, I thought. WRONG! All those tests and hoops I had to jump through have nothing to do with the real job. Truthfully, it is not difficult at all. It's just that I have to retrain my brain to retrain my fingers on a keyboard. It's a completely different keyboard. The numbers are on the "home row", meaning letters A S D F G H I J K and L all share with corresponding numbers 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 and 0. So, as I took test after test, I had to switch my brain between letters and numbers using the same fingers. Because I am a visual person, I think using pictures and my mental movie screen had to keep jumping back and forth between numbers and letters. Plus, my fingers are currently trained to stretch up to hit the numbers, so I see the number "2" and my ring finger automatically reaches up to hit the 2 without my thinking about it. That caused me a bit of trouble.
More difficult for me is that I am a piano player. My fingers already have numbers ingrained into them from 35 years of playing piano. The numbers go 5 4 3 2 1 1 2 3 4 5. But now, the numbers have to go 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 0. I was constantly mixing up my numbers. The trainers must think I am dyslexic. Which I am, but only when I talk, not when I read.
Then there are the "special keys" - clear, reject, none, misfaced, doublefed, zip+4, foreign. That's only half of them. By the end of 2 weeks I have to be hitting 7150 keys per hour with only 4 errors. My best time today was 746 keys per hour with 10 errors. Yikes! There is no way to check how you are doing compared to anyone else although there are 99 other people training in the same room. But I did speak to a couple of people and they all seemed as frustrated as I was. All you can do is your own best and hope to last the 2 week training period. Spend an hour typing numbers and letters with no rhyme or reason and your brain turns to mush. They all start to blend in with each other.
2 days ago I was internally confident that this job was no accident. It may seem silly to say that when I am only talking about a silly little post office job, but every once in awhile a person can just feel when Heavenly Father is reaching out to guide your steps. Boy, give a person a little difficulty and the doubts start creeping in! Maybe I am really not supposed to be doing this job! But then, my mind reflects back on the certainty of that tender mercy and I know I just have to take a deep breath, hang on, do my best and trust in the Lord. "All these experiences shall be for thy good."
So much for my first day! I promise not to post again until the 2 weeks are up - at least about going postal.
P.S. In our orientation, we were warned to NEVER say that out loud on the premises. It is taken VERY seriously! TTFN