Battered and Bruised

We played paintball on Sunday. Ohhh goodness did we have fun too. The first couple games I shot like crazy running out of paint in both games but then I got the hang of it and really got into it. I was crawling around on the ground and taking out the enemy. In one game I even made the win and stole the flag from the other teams home base. Didn’t get shot once in that one! However, in the last game I was killed many times and I killed many men. We won that one too but I came away bearing the scars of battle. I have a bruise on my left arm that is about 3 inches in diameter and several other ones scattered about. Let me tell you those little balls hurt like hell when they hit you.


One game the other team had just nabbed our flag and the poor kid that stole it got nailed by about three people at once, including me. I was pretty close to him when he dropped the flag and my competitive streak came out and I dived to recover the flag. Naturally, I was next to be attacked then and got hit hard. I ran to base wiped off death and ran back out and did in the end recover the flag for our team. I had become a warrior!


Foolishly so. I am soooo sore! My legs ache and my bruises hurt and my shoulders ache and my knees! Oh my knees hurt from dropping to the ground when under fire. Mark was jumping and rolling and diving and he’s sore too. He ran into a friend who went with us at the grocery store and asked her if she was having any difficulty walking properly to which she responded with a long moan. We are so old. *sigh*


We will do it again I am sure. It’s one of those things where you forget the pain after a while I think as it was so very much fun!

Labels: fun, Mark

posted by dee @ 10:05 am 0 comments

5 weeks!!!

I leave for England five weeks from today. I feel like a kid on Christmas Eve! I want to stamp my feet and squeal like a little girl whenever I think about it. I can't wait to see Mark again we had such an incredibly lovely time when he was here. He's got our agenda all planned out and I cannot wait to see the sights he has on our list. There are so many places I want to see and I am such a geek I've been researching the history behind the places we will be able to fit in this trip. (and making a mental list for next trip!)


Speaking of lists, I have three started. Clothes to take, things for carry on and just a general to do to get done before I leave. I can't wait.


Concerning meeting his family I have settled down a little bit. He knows how I feel and I know he'll help me along if I get stuck in conversation. Besides, there will be little kids about and nothing is a better distraction than that, eh? It'll be fine.


Okay, well back to work I suppose. Work is a nightmare right now as we are so busy. Going from seven to three people hurt but has just now caught up with us and the workload is overwhelming. I feel most days like I do nothing but put fires out all day long. We still can't figure out what one girl on this team does all day. She manages to weasel out of work constantly by complaining and whining to the boss that she is overwhelmed. Crying and whining, literally! So her work gets redistributed across Shawn and I and it's frustrating. We will know by the end of this month if the entire contract with this client will be scrapped. If it is then we have 120 days notice to complete the transition back to the client. My boss keeps telling me that I have nothing to worry about, that I will easily shift to another client and that other managers have even inquired about my availability but still I am uneasy. There is always the off chance that she says so only so I will not find a new job in the meantime and leave her high and dry. One team member is due back from maternity leave on February 5th but no one has heard from her one way or the other concerning her plans to return to work. Can you imagine leaving a 3 month old baby in daycare? I can't and she honestly doesn't seem the type to be able to do so either. Some can and do and that's fantastic for those that do but it's a personal decision and we are all waiting to see what she will do.


Okay, back to it. Lunch is over.

Labels: England, Mark, Travel, Work

posted by dee @ 4:51 pm 1 comments