Rejeception

Just as confused about the title of this blog post as buddy up top? Yup...well....that's how my day went yesterday for me. It all started at 8:30am.
I had gotten up earlier....gone for a wonderful, sunny yet cold cripsy fall walk, came home and there was a message on my answering machine. I pressed play and it was my soon to be supervisor of the new job I am to start next Tuesday. The "dream" job that I really wanted and got hired for...the job that I just did all the testing for last week.
So when I heard his voice on the machine telling me to call him...I thought to my self...hmmm, maybe he's just checking in with me before the long weekend and that's it. Well....when I called him back, and he knew it was me, his voice.....well...it changed.
He told me that one part of my testing that I did came back a "fail".
Well I pretty much died over the phone...and then shock and anger kicked in rather fast. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN I FAILED....ummmmmm I don't fail shit! I excel at shit!
Well it turns out they head honcho people don't tell him "what part" I failed or the exact details of it...they just say..."she is not fit for duty". So this was shocking to me....since he already told me I was "hired and starting on the 15th"...not hired pending a passing grade. The thing that bothered me even more was that me and the other 10 guys were the FIRST ones to have to go through this whole stupid testing....it was all new to the company. So, while on the phone with him I said the following, "I understand your hands are tied and you have no control, but seriously, where did I fail? I am so confused, I was carrying 100 pounds...literally 100 pounds all over the place, climbing ladders, doing stairs, and the dude doing the testing even said I did a great job, my blood pressure was AMAZING, so this is very disappointing and confusing to me". He then responded with " Really? You carried 100 pounds around? Well that's weird...I mean, if there were certain things you couldn't do that's fine, I can live with that, but unfortunately I have no say".
So the conversation ended with him saying he was sorry, and that was it.
Well, I'm not gonna lie, I was pretty hurt and devastated. I went downstairs and had a wee bit of a cry, then got up, told myself to get over it....won't be the first, won't be the last, I can't be perfect at everything, and really, I'm a big girl and I can handle anything so pull up my big girl panties and get on with it, no sense in pouting about it.
So my son happened to be near town on a job so me and the hubster left the house and went for a visit in the city. We were gone for about 4 hours. Came home...and the freakin answering machine was lit up with 4 messages.
You see, before I left the house, I may have been a wee bit angry and bitter, and I may have applied for ten other jobs online before we left lol...well it turn out 2 out of the 10 called me back with in an hour of getting my resume. So yeah, that felt great, but the other two messages were what REALLY peaked my interest. 
You see, the other two messages were from the same guy that just REJECTED ME! What could he POSSIBLY want from me now.....does he need to rub it in more....well....I played the messages and he sounded pretty serious and purposeful on the messages.
I called him back....not knowing what was about to happen.
Well, turns out he marched over to head office, went up to the human resources and went to bat for me. Telling them he thinks their "new" tests are stupid, that he wants me working for him badly and I shouldn't fall into their "category" of what's acceptable.
I am not working in the same area as a lot of the men that will be working there, so he was able to find a "glitch" in their new found little system and "get me in".
So....I got my new job back after loosing it only 5 hours earlier. Huh...well....what a range of emotions did I go through in that short time.
So I had to say to myself....sure was nice that he did that for me....but should I still call back the other two jobs that called me and want me just in case there is another "issue". Do I put my eggs all in one basket with my dream job?
Well...I have decided to carry the eggs all in one basket...I tend to live a bit dangerously anyways lol.

Sending shambhalove in October

Today I mailed out 24 envelopes to people who were at Shambhala this past summer but I did not meet them.
Why would I do that? Why wouldn't I do that!!! How great would it be to go to the mail box and NOT get a bill but a envelope with a Hootie patch inside instead. How great to put a smile on someones face for a split second.
I put it out there on the facebook page for the festival that I had 24 Hootie patches left and wanted them to have new homes....it was great to get feedback and address's from so many people.
I wish I had more to give, but these 24 will have to do. I have mailed today all over Canada...from Victoria BC to Montreal QC. Can't believe Hootie will be from coast to coast. Makes me smile :-)
I can't wait to hear what people do with them...if they sew them to backpacks or on to hats or whatever.....can't wait to hear :-)

Two different Hootie patches...I had 12 of each left

All packed up and ready to head to their new homes :-)

Fall in the village

Testing 1..2..3...

Well today I headed to the city for some testing that is required by my new job that starts in a few weeks.
Two separate tests, across the city. So the first one I was told would take an hour and it's was described to me as "some bending, lifting and crouching". YEAH.....well, it was more like a torture session with a personal trainer! First thing....blood pressure....mine was 110/80....I ask him what "normal" is...he says..."wow...yours is really good, normal is 120/90"...I then replied with "what...you thought the fat girl would have high blood pressure?".....so much fun to watch him stutter lol.
I then got hooked up with a heart rate monitor under my boobs....and I had to wear the watch the goes with it....and about every minute he asks what my heart rate is.
So I was put through a series of tasks....from carrying 100 lbs here to there, drop it, pick it up, carry again, lift the 100 lbs from this up to this and then down again. No prob...then I had to bend over and undo screws in a box for five minutes....okay..no prob....this test is for ones back....my back was not the problem...it was my ASS that was the problem...to which this mortified the guy testing me...he says to me "how's your back"....I replied..."back is great....it's the ass that's twitching...is this normal?"....he told me that he had never heard of this problem before today lol.
I then had to climb a step ladder 8 times, clime stairs 8 times...and do a eleven minute crouching, kneeling, carrying thing that seems rather weird. Did some pushing and pulling tests, I had to do a pinch test that was the most bazaar thing I have had to do yet...pinching.....really...what the hell a I pinching that it needed to be tested lol.
By the end of the hour, me and Mr.Test dude were not best friends...I thanked him for our lil torture bonding session this morning and left...I did not like his lil snicker on his face when I left.
Second stop....drug and alcohol testing and sight and sound test.
PASSED THEM ALL....husband now says I can't use the excuse that I didn't hear him....hmm...however....perfect sight means I can see where he forgot to pick up his stuff!!!!!!!!! lol.

Reflection

Now this is not really what you think it might be about....I am not reflecting on life....I saw my reflection in the microwave this morning while I was standing there toasting a bagel....and what I saw was not all that shocking....as I see it daily....however....for some reason....it was more impacting to me this morning. What am I talking about?

Yeah....it's so sad....not that it matters at all...hubster likes em so that's all that counts....but just looking at the reflection and remembering when they were in their 20's and still had some "life".....ahhhhh the good ol days. But....with age and sag comes wisdom....and I'll take wisdom and sag any day over the ol days!

Still flowering

Can't believe it's October and the flowers in my garden are still going...and by going I mean, they are still opening up daily with "beautiful smiles" as my Mom likes to call them.
Down the road an hour or so they are calling for snow....not here though...thank goodness!

How time flies!

I cannot believe it's OCTOBER already....wowzer. I remember a year ago, sitting in a recliner chair of the house we were temporarily living in...looking at my hubster and crying....because the at that time we had no idea yet what we were gonna be doing for a home, we did not know if we were gonna rebuild our burnt shell of a home...or move or anything...it was all up in the air....and winter would soon be upon us and it just all felt hopeless to me....I hated not having "our" home.
Not having something that was ours was difficult for me....yes I was very understanding and appreciative that I had a temporary place to live, but it was not ours.....and I knew that we would have "ours" again, I just did not know when, or how this would evolve.
So it's so crazy to sit here today in "our" home...knowing we are in "our" home and winter will soon be upon us and I have no worries. What a great feeling.
I love that my garden was put in this summer and that in the spring I can get to planting nice and early, I love that my spring bulbs are planted, I love that we have a garage that the hubster can tinker around in all winter. I love that I was blessed with not one but two jobs...I love that my son called me today for no reason but to say hi.
But seriously..it's freakin October 1 and there is 84 days and 6 hrs and 22 minutes left until Christmas!!!!