Here's the deal...

Yes, I work for an Oil and Gas company. Yes, I realize that some people think that "big oil" is the devil. I have gotten a lot of crap for this. But, please, let me explain.
I was in desperate need for a job. They hired me. They took a chance on me - someone who has never worked in the Oil and Gas field before, someone who has only really worked with kids and in retail, someone who really didn't have any receptionist experience. But they still hired me.
And let me tell you, I have never met businessmen like the ones I work for. They are caring and understanding. They are not at all like businessmen I have met in the past (e.g. the jerkoff Chiropractor I used to work for). They understand the importance of spending time with family, they understand when life gets in the way and you have to take a personal day, and most important of all, they know how to just sit and talk to you like a human being and not be all about business.
Believe me, I NEVER would have thought I would work in a place like this. But these guys (and gals) make it all worth it.
When Jess and I were robbed the Monday before Christmas, they let me take off as much time as I needed. They even gathered a gift basket and collected money to help us out. I never cried during the whole ordeal until they did that. That's when I knew that these people I work for are something special.
Now I don't mind so much when I have to clean up after them. Because I know that they really appreciate me and all I do.
But I want to make something perfectly clear: just because I work for a bunch of Republicans, doesn't mean I am a Republican. I am neither political nor religious. I don't even understand half of what goes on in my office, nor do I want to. All I do is answer phones, pass out mail, order supplies, file well data, etc. I just do office work.
I would love to someday work for myself as a full time crafter, but until then, I need to stay at my financially stable job with people who make me not hate my job so much.

You know you are Cori Buchholz when:

• you continually run into the same wall at your house even though you know it's there.
• every time your mother-in-law calls, she says "Hi Jess and Cori and Jack and Sally and Wonton. It's (in a deep voice) Mummy!" And then she incessantly apologizes for something that didn't even remotely offend you. EVERY time.
• your dish rack not only contains baking dishes but toy zombies.
• despite the fact that your legs are falling asleep, you refuse to move the cat from your lap because he's/she's comfortable.
• you have a whole shed full of Halloween decorations.
• every time you see a dog, you yell "PUPPY!"
• your husband caught you dancing like an idiot once and repeatedly laughs at you for it.
• none of your clothes are really that flattering, especially your "office" clothes, because of your giant knockers.
• your cousin and aunt constantly mock you for something that happened 10 years ago.
• you own more yarn than clothes.
• your cross stitching has curse words.
• this is your uncle and father (from left to right):
  

Amazingly enough, I haven't had any coffee today

Oh dear god, why do I do this to myself?
Why can't I stop goofing off and just get some work done? I know I am soooooooo behind, but I continue to procrastinate. I'm stupid.
I blame it on the corporate world.
The corporate world (which I am currently employed under) is trying to suck out my soul. It is an evil being trying to rid me of all my uniqueness and craftiness. How dare they not let me knit at work! It's an outrage, I tell you! An Out-Rage!
I'm in a weird mood today.
And, no! Mr. Jerkface, you can NOT talk to our president because you've been rather rude to me EVERY time you call. I can't make these guys call you. I really have no power whatsoever. Just deal with the fact that you aren't the most important person in the world. I know it's a shock, but, suck it!
I really need a puppy. I don't know if I can wait till we get our fence fixed. I either need a puppy or a kid. Or both. *sigh*
Ok, I better go now. I just thought I would write a little since it's been almost 6 months since I last wrote. Oops!! But a lot can happen in a short period of time. You know, like, getting married, buying a house, having a sinus infection for almost a month, etc. It's exhausting.
Hopefully I'll write again soon (not in another 6 months).
Au revoir!
***UPDATE***
Ok, I realize it has not been 6 months. More like 3. But give me a break. All I hear all day long is people talking about oil rigs and well fracs. My brain is mush.