Just wanted to share that mainly because I couldn’t make an entire post about the fact that I got a REAL comment today on my last post that was over a month ago. (Update on my last post: waiting till October 1st!).

Today, three coworkers congratulated me on a wonderful year together, one coworker took me to lunch at Treebeard’s, and my boss sent me a bouquet of cream colored roses and pale yellow carnations.

I haven’t looked at a library job board in a over a year although I do admit to salivating over some of the Libgig tweets. I may have been reformed by the love of a good company.

Rodeo is done, and I’m just waiting for April so anniversary and Easter and birthdays and traveling and holidays and my favorite season can begin. Maybe then Catazonia won’t be lackin’ in the crackin’.

• Rodeo is kicking my butt…not from working, but from listening to everyone complain.
• Work is kicking my butt…The Dark Side is working against the Force.
• My husband’s truck got its butt kicked by a Mustang last Thursday night…damn the rain that lasted way too long and helped to depress me on top of everything.

Wish I could use my free plane ticket and take a real spring break, but that will have to wait.

The goal was to get the taxes done before March, but I also promised to buy The Kitten some western jeans for Go Texan Day on Friday. If she’s anything like me (and she is), we will visit all the Cavender’s in town to find some jeans that fit. Sounds like a fun week, one which will end with my attempt to attend the largest cookoff in the world not only on Saturday night when the main group of friends will be at our regular stomping grounds but Friday as well so I can see and be seen. It all boils down to whether we trust a houseful of cousins alone.

Tomorrow at lunch, the city is staging an event called the Rodeo Roundup. Now that I work downtown, I get to check it out. No work meetings on my schedule yet, so I will most likely disappear for the whole two hours. One of the perks of having a boss half a country away. Then the parade is Saturday morning, and unless The Kitten changes her mind, we will be there, too. I already posted my rodeo work schedule, so I guess that means I’ll see everyone in April (unless you read my Facebook and Twitter updates, of course).

I’m ignoring whatever weight I gained after spending a weekend in the “country”…you remember the country? I had to drink a couple of six packs of Bacardi Mojitos to survive. Nothing my 4:45-in-the-morning, every-other-day-because-it’s-so-damn-intense, 30-minute-calisthenic-workout-from-hell can’t fix.

I normally don’t make resolutions, but one of my friends is so gung-ho about it, she really gets me in the mood. In 2009, I’m going to enjoy the last full year of my thirties by just relaxing because I spent most of the past decade chasing dreams and The Kitten. I’m going to need the rest for my forties if the way I’m only getting better with age is any indication. Also, I think I’ve worked up the nerve to stop ignoring Twitter. I can look at it one of two ways…either I’m already breaking the relaxing resolution, or I’m going to have plenty of time to play now that I’m relaxing.

Then I came over here to post about what a mess I am, noticed I had about 70 spam messages, and started deleting. So CVD and Chrissy, I didn’t intentionally delete your comments. I’m just having a typical Catazon day. Sorry!

Hope this spurt of carelessness doesn’t spill over onto the derby track anytime soon. If you want to take bets, HaRD Knocks is skating at 12:45 on Friday, trying to upset a team seeded higher than we are. Skip work and come see what happens.

While I was complaining about my job on a weekly basis, I was also checking Houston-area, Fortune 500 company (preferably oil and gas) websites for open positions that matched my skill set and applying to anything that remotely resembled something I could do. Friends and family kept telling me to get a headhunter, but I knew my pickiness would eventually become an annoyance to anyone who didn’t really understand. In the task of finding a new job, I was able to practice a high degree of patience, and I had faith that it would pay off the way it has. I announced a couple of weeks ago that I was resigning from the second-longest job I have ever had (I stayed at a community college as a cataloger for over three years…I actually loved that place and those people, but it was too far away). What I didn’t say is that I’m going to work for the second-largest oil and gas company in the United States as a Business Analyst in their real estate division. I will be working downtown, but the pay raise, the benefits, the company, and just the overall “betterness” of this job surpass that one negative by miles. Most importantly, my daughter gets to go to “church school”, just like I did.

I plan on setting a record for the longest I have ever stayed at a job. I think it’s about time.