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I am an Executive Assistant, to the President and CEO of the international company I work for. In December, the receptionist left. In her absence, the other assistant (to the VP) and I split up her duties. We then decided that we liked the way it worked, and figured we probably didn’t need a receptionist. We went to our bosses who said let’s give it a trial run. Then they said they like the set up too. And gave us a piddly raise. $2000 per year extra BEFORE taxes, to take on another job (that they were paying $27,000 per year plus benefits). But that’s not the worst. This was supposed to be since April 1st, and we’ve yet to see a dime. We’re ticked. We’ve been doing this for 6 months, and nothing to show for it except for more work. We work for two of the major studios in Hollywood, our parent companies. In December, we may be moving onto the lot of one of them. There’s a little bit of a lease discrepancy going on here, and we may decide not to renew, hence the possible move. If we do, it’ll actually be closer to my house, and that’ll give me a bit of a perk. Getting IN to work will be more of a pain, with the additional security we have at the studios in this day and age. But it will be a lot easier to get some of the things done that we need to do.

A little side note in the TMI category… Now that I’m healed from my surgery, and Jay is officially shooting blanks, he’s turned into an absolute HORNDOG. That is officially NOT a complaint!

We had a plan for our tax return. At first, it was to pay off debt. After further consideration, it was decided that it would go to debt to my mom, a new computer, and co-pay on my surgery. Well, I paid my mom off of what we owed here, all except my car. That was like $12,000, and they told me not to worry about making payments on that until we had the rest of our finances square. We’re getting there, slowly. So – my mom tells me that we’re going to be doing something interesting. If I give her money every month – whatever we decide we can afford, she will put it in a savings account, one that Jay and I cannot touch. It is to be only used for a down payment on a house. If we do that, she’ll wipe the slate clean on the car loan. If we decide not to use the money for that, the car loan comes due. Pretty good deal if you ask me. I think I have figured out a budget, so we’ll see what happens.

As I sit here, typing, I’m at home. On a new computer. A frickin’ $2000 computer. We had a sizeable income tax return. At first we were going to pay off our bills. However, after we thought about it, we decided to just pay my mom – she bought Jay a point A to point B car (in other words – a piece of junk), and the insurance, so we’re paying her off. I have to be in my best friend’s wedding on Aug. 2nd – so I have to buy a dress, shoes, gifts. Jay hit me with the fact that he needed this computer for school – and future jobs for that matter. It’s got mega doses of ram, hard drive space, memory, writeable dvd-rom, etc. He needed to be able to run AutoCAD and AutoDesk at the same time. Hence, our super computer. We’re also paying my portion of the surgery from the taxes.

I have to admit, although I hyperventilated (I’m not kidding) when I saw the cost, I’m loving this computer. It’s fast. I think I actually like Win XP. No hang ups. Online access has yet to disconnect (I think it had to do with our modem, not the the actual connection and this proves my theory so far). It has all the bells and whistles. We also got a monitor – flatscreen – that’s beautiful. Again, because of the graphics involved with Jay’s schooling. I’m not sure if I’m being hosed or not. But I don’t think so. His final for one of the classes this semester is to design and build a house from the bottom up on the computer. The specs, elevations, materials, all the way up the the furniture. And he’s got to put together a 3-d animated video together of a walk-through of said house. So maybe I’m not being hosed.

I think my husband is surpassing me in computer knowledge. I don’t like this. Computers and technology has always been both my forte, and my responsibility. The fact that I’m a perfectionist and a control-freak goes with all that. The tides are turning there, and I’m not sure how to handle it. I’m trying to do so with grace and dignity… While trying to stuff the snot-nosed brat inside me trying to stomp her feet and yell “That’s not FAIR, that’s MY job! Mine mine MINE!” Okay, so Joseph IS my son.

Jay and I are filled with pent-up sexual frustration! We can’t have sex yet. But we’re just itching to. And I won’t know til Thursday when I actually can. So it could be Thursday, it could be 2 weeks after. We just don’t know. This is so frustrating. Last night, we’re in bed, together, at the same time, and we couldn’t do anything about it! Well… We couldn’t jointly do anything about it, I should say. It was like before we were married! We waited until we were married to have sex. Not that we were saints before we met – far from it – but with each other, we wanted to wait. And we did. And we thought we’d die from it. On the other hand, after 5 years, and 2 kids, it’s kind of exciting in a sick and twisted way. Especially, since my husband, not me, is the tease in the family. He mentioned that the kids are spending the night with my parents, when that fateful night occurs. He says we’ll wake them up. I’m inclined to agree.