Life Moves Fast

Well, my blogs have slowed down but so have I.  A serious moment - life goes by fast.  I hope my unemployment experience is a lasting booster shot to remember to focus on what is important in life.

2012 will be a year that I will never forget - Dave's heart surgery, leaving Roche, starting with a new company, (I received a verbal offer Friday night!!!) and helping Chelsea through kidney issues again, (we learned Friday that she is in end-stage renal failure so we will be getting tested and visiting a transplant center this month).  Whew - all that and a mammogram.  I deserve a plaque or medal or something!!!!

Noah had prom Saturday night.  He is a piece of work.  He looked so handsome in his tuxedo.  And he has not a shy bone in his body so he was the first to hit the dance floor and showed his skills showing people "how to dougie" - whatever that is!  Hopefully it's not something obscene!!

Mother's Day was another experience altogether.  I had a nice lunch with my mom and siblings, (got her a Peyton Manning Denver shirt, along with my brother, so I'm in pretty good standing there!) then all hell broke loose.  My children are 17 and 21 years old.  They might as well be 2 and 3 years old.  They fought most of the day.  Makes me proud of my mothering skills - NOT!

Back to job learnings - the new job, (I'm afraid to give too many details or I'll jinx it) will be working with a large population of only male employees.  Now, I truly love most of the people I worked with on a daily basis at Roche.  But Roche HR is 99.9% female and that ain't so fun.  Women can be mean, mean people.  They say that women's "cycles", (yeah - I'm going there) align when they live or work together.  Our team had like 15 women in a close work area who were either all experiencing a visit from "Aunt Flo" at the same time or were going through pre or actual menopause and wanted to shed clothing because of hot flashes.  No joke, for the men in the audience and younger females, a hot flash is like someone starting a fire in all your bones and you are cooking from the inside out - you pore sweat.  It is so not pretty.  In one meeting, my own boss said, "How gross!" at my profuse sweating.  Really boasts a female's confidence.

SOOOOO...I'm looking forward to all men in the workplace.  They asked if I would be intimidated - I giggled and said I thought I could handle it.  My husband has begun praying for those poor men.  I'm not sure how to take that.

Well - I will keep the learning coming, even as I re-enter the workforce.  I can't wait for the drug screen - that is one test I know I can pass!!!!