Transient

Growing up I moved a lot.

Utah.

Ohio.

Indiana.

Texas.

Virginia.

Texas.

Utah.

Four years after my family moved to Utah my dad retired from the Air Force and my parents stayed in place.  I, however, went away to college two years after we moved to Utah.  While I stayed at the same school, I moved to a new apartment every single year.  After I graduated I moved back home for a year.  Following that year, Nate and I married.  In our three years of marriage we've lived in three different apartments.

Suffice it to say, I move a lot.

So, without further ado, I will announce that I am adding one more state to my list.

Maryland.

Pregnancy Brain

Before I was pregnant I vaguely remember hearing about "pregnancy brain."  I didn't know much about it except for that you seem to forget things a lot.

Well, I have pregnancy brain and I have it bad.

In the past month I have forgotten what I'm talking about while I'm in the middle of a sentence, forgotten to pay bills, forgotten half of my vocabulary, forgotten simple processes at work, etc., etc. etc.

My favorite episode, though, was the lunch incident at work a week or so ago.  Lunch time rolled around and I went to the break room to retrieve my sandwich from the fridge and to fill up my water bottle.  I filled up my water bottle and then remembered I left part of my lunch back at my desk.  So I walked down the hall, passing through a large group of people waiting for the elevators, and retrieved the rest of my lunch.

Lunch in hand, I headed towards the elevators so I could go eat outside.  As I walked, I remembered I needed a fork for my fruit.  So I walked back through the same group of elevator-waiters and went to the break room to get a fork.

As I grabbed the fork, I was hopeful that the people waiting for the elevator would be gone, because I felt rather ridiculous for walking back and forth past them several times like an idiot.  However, when I walked out of the break room they were all still there!  I stood with them and finally the elevator doors opened.  We all entered.

Just as the doors closed I remembered something.

My sandwich was still in the fridge.

I rode down all 23 floors with these people and then pretended to head to the bank located in our building's lobby, because I was too embarrassed to immediately turn around and go back upstairs while they all watched.  Once they all passed me, I snuck back to the elevators and rode back up to retrieve my lunch.

Fifteen minutes later I was finally enjoying my lunch and some much-needed fresh air outside.

Pregnancy brain is real.  At least, that's what I tell myself to make me feel better about my absent-mindedness of late.

Edit, Undo

The other day at work I was flipping through a pile of papers.  There were different sections within the pile, each section paper-clipped together.  As I rifled through the papers, one of the paper clips popped off. The first thought to enter my mind?  "Edit, undo."

Wow.

I think I spend too much time in front of the computer.

I have this thought from time to time.  If I'm carrying too many groceries in at one time and drop them, "edit, undo."

If I'm making a meal and add to much salt, "edit, undo."

If I'm climbing up on the counter, fall, and rip a hole in my pants, "edit, undo."

This thought comes to my mind subconsciously.  It's not me being funny to myself.  It is my true reaction.  And it always seems to happen when I'm doing something rather careless.  Something I could have prevented if I just paid a little more attention or thought things through before I acted.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could really just click a button and rewind?  Go back BEFORE we made the mistakes and correct them with no one the wiser?  Yes, that would be nice.  I could get used to that.

Differences

Today the difference between men and women was reaffirmed to me.  To be honest, this difference is reaffirmed to me on a daily basis, but this situation takes the prize for the week.  (But Dad's mammogram story takes the cake...however, that is a different story for a different time.)

Last week I worked offsite reviewing year-end calculations for my company.  I spent three days, January  12 - 14, at one location with the same group of people.  I've been to this site several times and I know the people fairly well.

One of the individuals who works at this office is in his 50s and single.  If you don't know, to be a 50 year-old-man and single in the LDS culture is a little unheard of, especially if you've always been a bachelor.

Well, the bachelor got engaged on January 7.

DIFFERENCE #1:  He decided it would be cool to see how long it would take the rumor mill to spread the word...so he didn't tell anyone at work.

Hello.  I got engaged at work.  Literally.  But you can sure as heck bet that would have been the first thing I said to anyone the next day had I not gotten engaged there the night before!  I have yet to meet any girl who isn't bursting at the seams to shout from the rooftops that she is engaged.

So, said bachelor goes to work all week and doesn't tell anyone.  Well, let me amend that statement.  On Wednesday he told our boss.  But when you swear someone to secrecy, it doesn't count.  (It also doesn't help the rumor mill get going...)

On Thursday, some of his friends or relations talked with a fellow co-worker, as they all happen to be in the MoTab and were at rehearsal.  And thus the beans were spilled.

On Friday I finished up my last day at the site.  Apparently word had gotten around about the engagement.

DIFFERENCE #2:  I didn't find out.

Now, if a woman had gotten engaged, you can bet her girlfriends would have taken it upon themselves to make sure everyone was aware.

At noon a group of us went to Subway to grab lunch.  I was the only woman in the group. (When you are an accountant in Utah, you start to get used to this lopsided ratio.)  The bachelor had a lunch appointment and did not join us.

DIFFERENCE #3:  No one mentioned the engagement.

I don't know about you, but whenever a friend of mine gets engaged, that is going to come up at some point during the lunch conversation whether or not the friend is present!  It's not gossip, it is sharing information.

I did not find out until today, January 17, when my boss, (who is a woman) asked me what everyone's response was at the other site to news of the engagement.

"What?  He's engaged?" I said.  I guess that was answer enough about the response to his engagement!