Dude. Guess what.
September 25, 2008 | An-nou-ounce-ments
Yesterday was my last day of work. I was on a year long contract and it’s over. Workplace has a rule that after a year long contract you have to take a mandatory 100 days off, and since the wee sprout will be here in approximately 85, oh darn, I guess I just have to have my third trimester off.
So, yesterday, I sat in my last 2 hours each way commute. That’s right. Farewell, I-5, I-90! Suck it, 405!
I’m not sure when I’ll go back, but it’s nice to actually be able to choose, you know? No one is waiting around for me.
Today, my first day of freedom, I slept in until 9! Then we went out for breakfast at PSP. And then, because the middle of the day on a weekday is the only suitable time to go, we went to Ikea.
Um, I cried at Ikea. When we were like 30 feet inside the door, SB said something smartass, I threw a little tantrum, and then burst in to tears. Big ugly ones. I had to go into a fake living room and make pretend to be really interested in a corner shelving unit until I pulled myself together. Ah, hormones. It was not one of my best moments. But we got through it. By the time we got to couches, we were all sorted and back on track. We even managed to buy a dresser for the baby’s room, that will double as a changing table, but be a sensible piece of furniture once changing is no longer necessary. See? Isn’t it nice? It’s red.
But that wasn’t the coolest thing we bought at Ikea. Clearly, that would be the nice marmot.
For your reference:
WALTER
And let’s also not forget–let’s not
forget, Dude–that keeping wildlife,
an amphibious rodent, for uh,
domestic, you know, within the city–
that isn’t legal either.
DUDE
What’re you, a fucking park ranger
now?
WALTER
No, I’m–
DUDE
Who gives a shit about the fucking
marmot!
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September 25th, 2008 at 10:07 pm, Jess Says:
Yay! You found a good dresser. I didn’t even see that one. Hang in there, smart momma.
September 25th, 2008 at 10:10 pm, Jess Says:
Also, I wonder if that’s why Ikea is set up the way it is. In case you are crying for any myriad of reasons when you go in, the one-way winding track guarantees it’ll be cleared up by the time you have to load your cart. And, oh, I’m calling you smart because you didn’t pay a jillion dollars for a changing table.
September 25th, 2008 at 10:46 pm, sizzle Says:
My boyfriend worked for the same company (I think? Same 100 day policy in WA so it figures.) but he hasn’t been really relaxed during his time off. He’s so stressed about work I worry about him. But I am glad you can get your third trimester off. That’s a good thing!
September 26th, 2008 at 10:02 am, jamie Says:
Nice marmot, indeed!
Ikea is right up there with Costco or the DOL as places that I find incredibly painful to visit, but that stuffed animal is mighty tempting bait…
September 27th, 2008 at 12:49 pm, Jenny Says:
Jess: Yes, it was a good thing that I blew up and cried and got it out of the way right off the bat. We were all good for the rest of the time.
sizzle: Hopefully he will be fine. According to my manager before I left, Workplace has a LOT of work right now and not enough people to fill it. She just had to interview like 10 different people for a recent opening on our team before she found someone qualified. So, folks with skillz should be able to be easily hired. That 100 days can suck, though. Is he getting unemployment? He is eligible!
jamie: Thanks so much for appreciating my Lebowski references as always. You rule.