Pictures

Here are some pictures to go along with my story earlier this morning...

My bed covered in garbage sacks to protect it - where the pots and bowls are is where my bed used to be and the wet spot on the ground shows how big the wet spot on my mattress is.

This is what my ceiling looked like BEFORE the maintenance guy (Chris) came.

And this is what it looked like after he came - two large holes in the ceiling.

And this is what my room looks like now - no bed, clothes, or other items - only pots and bowls filled with water.

But that's not all...here's a video for your enjoyment!



Now that it started raining harder...I had to add a little protection...

UGH!!!

Why, you might ask, am I up at 5:30 am on a Tuesday morning? Oh have I got a good one for you today...

You know the saying "when it rains, it pours?" Well in my case - the rain is literal. On Saturday, after a big rainstorm, I noticed that the ceiling had leaked right onto my bed. It wasn't a huge wet spot, but obviously I wasn't too happy about it. First thing Monday morning (I know I should have done it on Sunday...but it was kind of a crazy day for me) I called the super to come over and fix it. Mid-afternoon, our he came over and took a look at our roof to see where it could be leaking and said that he would send someone by to fix it. A few hours later, I got a call saying that they wouldn't be able to come until Tuesday. I was a little worried that it might rain tonight, and...

You guessed it - another huge rainstorm.

At around 2:00 am I woke to the sounds of rain. I checked my bed where the leak had been before and to my relief it was completely dry. But then it hit me - right on the head - a drop of water from the ceiling. The dang leak was coming from a different part now. I was too tired to do anything else, so I just grabbed my pillow and blanket and went to sleep on the couch. However, I couldn't sleep very well. I kept getting up to check to see if the roof was leaking. But every time I looked, my bed was completely dry. Until...

I woke up at around 5:oo am and noticed that the rain was heavier than it had been earlier. I anxiously went into my room to check to see if the roof had started leaking and I almost died of shock/terror/grief/alarm...I can go on if you'd like. My bed was SOAKING wet!! I mean it - there were puddles of icky roof water on my matress. Immediately, with minimal swearing, I went into the kitchen and grabbed pots and pans and garbage sacks to put on my bed and floor. But it was leaking from too many spots to really get it all. And there was one big bulge in my ceiling that I knew was going to blow at any moment. There was only one thing left for me to do at this point. I had to move all my stuff out of my room.

So I gathered up all the clothes and shoes and purses on my floor (sorry Mom - my cleaning habbits haven't changed much) and dragged them into the kitchen and living room. Then I had to move my bed. There was no way I could get my bed out so I just had to move it somewhere in my tiny room to where it could not get any more damaged. Luckily, by turning my bed 90 degrees, I could move it out of harm's way.

An hour later I'm exhausted and a good portion of my belongings are in the kitchen/living room. So now I'm going to try to get some sleep before assessing the total damage done to my bed and other stuff. All I can do is hope and pray that my ceiling doesn't start leaking in other places and that the maintenance people will be here early to fix the problem (yeah...not holding my breath for that one).

Lesson Learned

Today marks the premier of High School Musical 3! For anyone who knows me at all you know how much I have been looking forward to this movie. In celebration of this blessed event, Jo and I called in "sick" to work. Jo came over around 12:30 and after talking for a bit, we realized that the next show started in just 6 minutes. We almost ran down my 5 flights of stairs and the 6 blocks to the movie theater and got there just a few minutes after the previews had began.

Don't worry...I'm not going to give anything away about the movie except to say that I loved it!! I mean...honestly, how could I not? Zac Efron, Ashley Tisdale, and Vanessa Hudgens singing and dancing - who could ask for more?!?! There was great music, terrific dancing, and I couldn't have asked for better company.

But wait...that's not the end of my story. As Jo and I were about to leave the theater, a bunch of little girls ahead of us (yes...there were the two of us with a bunch of middle school girls in the theater) started screaming and running outside. As we looked through the glass doors, we saw why. There, a few feet in front of us was a Fox 5 News camera interviewing peole who had just watched HSM 3. Jo and I immediately ran the other way, back into the theater. We could NOT be caught on the news coming out of HSM in the middle of the day. Could you imagine what our employers would have said had they seen us on TV? Bad news all around. Not only were we ditching work, but we were at High School Musical 3 - OPENING DAY!!! And to make matters worse, I hadn't showered yet, my hair was in pigtails (yes it's getting long enough to be put into small pigtails), and I didn't have an OUNCE of makeup on. Let's just say I wasn't fit to be seen on the news.

But Jo and I realized that we couldn't hide behind the pillar in the theater all day, so we got up the courage and started to leave. We were trying to rush out as quickly and inconspiculously as possible when we were detained in the doorway by a little girl who stoped to talk to her mom. I wanted to shove her out of the way, but I kindly said excuse me and rushed on by. Hopefully, the cameras did not catch us, but if they did, most likely we are just blurs in the background running away.

So as my mom said after I told her of this experience...I guess I learned my lesson. But going to see HSM 3 on opening day was totally worth it!

I Want My Mommy

Isn't it amazing that even though I'm grown and living on my own, when I have a day like today all I want if for my mom to give me a huge hug and tell me that she loves me. I rarely get homesick, but right now the only thing that could make me happy is to be sitting at home watching a movie while my mom rubs my feet.

Today some hateful words were said to me by a "friend". To this girl, I would just like to say...I hope that you feel better about yourself after tearing me down. I hope that by telling me what an awful person I am and that everyone hates me you can sleep better tonight. I do not know what I did to deserve such things thrown at me, but whatever it was I apologize. You will never know how your words have cut me. You will never know how I had to sneak into the bathroom at work so no one would have to see me cry. But I would like to thank you. You have made me take a good hard look at my life and the people in it. You have made me even more grateful that I have my family who love me no matter my flaws and who I can go to whenever I need them (even if they do all live in Utah), real friends who accept me as I am, and a Heavenly Father who sees more in me than anyone else ever will be able to. You have helped me to see that no matter what you say, I am loved. The Beatles really had the right idea...All You Need is LOVE!


"The world bursts at the seams with people ready to tell you you're not good enough. On occasion, some may be correct. But do not do their work for them. Seek any job; ask anyone out; pursue any goal. Don't take it personally when they say 'no' - they may not be smart enough to say 'yes.'" - Keith Olbermann (thank you Starbucks coffee cup)

A Day in the Life...

A few weeks ago my friend Stacy asked me what my dream job would be. Without blinking I told her 'a trophy wife'. At the time I was partly kidding. But this weekend confirmed this dream of mine. I am now aspiring to be a trophy wife.

Wednesday marked the end of yet another busy season in the tax world. To celebrate this blessed event, I didn't work Thursday or Friday. I spent two glorious weekdays living the life of a trophy wife (sadly without the benefits of having a husband...wink wink). I slept in, went to the gym in the middle of the day, got a pedicure (I paid extra for 'spa treatment'), watched TV, read, and was basically lazy for 2 whole days. It was AMAZING!!! I decided that this was the life for me.

Unfortunately, today I am back at work. But I still have my dream and ambitions of becoming a trophy wife someday. So if any of you know any single, rich men out there looking for a wife to support give them my number PLEASE!!!

It's been a while...

Hey all you bloggers out there who take the time to read up on the happenings of my life. Sorry I've been kind of MIA lately. I really shouldn't even be blogging right now, but I feel like it's been so long and I have so much on my mind right now that it has to go somewhere...so here is a quick update on the things that have happened to me over the past month or so...

First off - I passed the last section of the CPA exam!!! Yay!! I can't really even explain how excited I am to have that behind me!! Now I just have 2 tiny open-book exams that I have to take for Utah (crazy Utahans) and a couple hundred more hours or so of accounting work and I will officially be a Certified Public Accountant! How crazy is that?!?! So it's looking like I'll have my actual license by May 2009. I can't wait!!

Second thing going on in my life is busy season #2. Oct. 15 marks the deadline for partnership tax returns that have been put on extension. So what does that mean for me? Well...working until 1 am and feeling guilty when I leave at 8 pm to work from home so I can do my laundry because I am completely out of clean clothes since I don't have time to do it ever. Why am I an accountant again??

Thirdly, I might be moving out of my glorious apartment to a less glorious apartment that I have yet to find. It's a long, complicated story that I'm sure you don't really care to hear about and I don't really want to write since I'm tired and I should really be working right now and not blogging. So I'm just going to give you the reader's digest version. We are trying to rent out our apartment and if someone rents it then I need to find a new place to live. But if no one shows interest in it, then I will stay here. So basically I'm totally in limbo right now and it doesn't help that I don't have time to even think about the situation because of work. And I can't decide if I want to move. I mean, I LOVE this apartment and I don't think I'd ever be able to find a place like this in the city, but it would be nice to pay a little less in rent each month and have a little more money to either save or to go have fun with (most likely the latter option).

And to go along with apartment searches...I had a memorable experience on Monday looking for potential new apartments. Again...reader's digest version...the broker who took my roommate and me around was pretty flirty with us. But then Kristin left a little early and I went alone with this guy to 2 more apartments. Let's just say the flirting increased tenfold. I don't think I've ever had someone tell me how cute/beautiful I am more times in one night then this guy did. It was pretty creepy and needless to say I was pretty glad when I was finally able to say "well this is my stop." I felt like I was on a date with this guy. We pretty much had a DTR on the train ride back when he told me that I was scared to admit how much fun I had that night becuase that meant I'd have to acknowledge the feelings that I was too scared to admit that I felt. I'm not kidding you. He actually said those words. It was weird. Let's just say that if we do go back to this brokerage firm to get an apartment, I'm going to request that this guy is not the one who takes us around the city again.

Last thing on my mind...why do some people not know where to draw the line? At work this guy that was reviewing some returns that I prepared (let's call him Jaxon) told me to make some changes that I thought were kind of weird, but I made them anyways. Then I gave the returns to the director (we'll call him Ryan - directors are right below partners) to review (returns go through extensive review processes before they are filed). Anyway...Ryan was like, this is wrong. When I told Jaxon what Ryan said, he told me that he never said I should do what I did and said that he was going to rectify the situation. He told me that I would enjoy the email he was sending to Ryan. He actually cc'd me on the email and it went something like this..."Kristy's an idiot and she hates Gentiles (bet you didn't know Mormons use that term as well). And I apologize on her behalf." Ok...maybe those aren't the exact words, but it's seriously pretty close. Ryan is Jewish so I guess Jaxon thought that we would have this little thing in common. But seriously... SERIOUSLY??? I'm speechless. Let's just say I hope that I never have to work with Jaxon again and I have some serious thinking to do about what I'm going to do about this email (if anything).

Well...those are the things that have been going on in my life. I know I didn't mention a lot of great stuff that I've done over the past month or so (like going home for Hannah's baptism), but like I said...I should really be working right now and not blogging.

US Open

Last night I went to the US Open with my friend Sara. It was the second day of the tournament, and I expected to see a couple of no-name players. Not the case at all!!! The first game was between Samantha Stosur and Venus Williams! But it only gets better. The second game was between Maximo Gonzalez and Roger Federer!!! Can you believe it?!? I got to see both one of the Williams sisters and Federer play at the US Open! It was my lucky day! Here are a couple of pictures for your enjoyment!

The US Open at dusk - it was the perfect night for tennis

Sam Stosur (left) vs. Venus Williams (right)

Sara and me listening to our free US Open radio commentary and eating one great cookie - we stimulated the economy last night

Maximo Gonzalez (right) vs. Roger Federer (left)