Fore!

Well, just home from another week away. But at least it was P-town and I got to see my fam. More on all that later, this morning I am pre-occupied. Yesterday afternoon when I got home from the airport, I had to rush out to my work for a meeting with Tribal Council. Since I work for a tribe, it's not a bunch of wanna-be millionaires with torches and Jeff Probst, it's literally a tribe, and a tribal council. Anyway, I was tired and grumpy and PMS'y (so paranoid and sensitive) and the meeting was stupid and annoying.

Afterwards, I got into bed with TIVO and was trying to chill and shake off my allergies that Portland gave me, when my work cell phone was lighting up. I thought it was a wrong number since no number was registering, and the caller called like 3 times in a row. Then my personal cell lit up, and so I answered. It was 9 pm, and it was my boss.

Mind you, I have been gone a week and a million things are overdue, and we have a big meeting today that I am generally the main source, and I am not ready for, so I was a little nervous. She was with the President, the Vice President, and the other Big Wigs and she tells me that they need me to golf with them today at 11:30. I tell her that I am no good and that I don't have clubs, and she just laughs and says don't worry about it. She tells me that she knows we have that big meeting today, but maybe I should golf and let the Chief Judge worry about it.

UGH! I hate golf. I hate it. I at least learned to play once. But, crap. Why me? I think this is weird way to fire someone. They don't promote or transfer people like this. SO this may just be that they had an open spot, but again, why me, with no rep for liking golf?

What do I wear? Believe it or not, I wish I had Lu's wardrobe right now! Remember this