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I went to the lake last week. I went up on Wednesday and my fam stayed until Saturday. As they departed my brother’s friends arrived and kicked off the second half of the trip. We entertained ourselves with games and booze. Much to my delight I did great on horseshoes. We drove back and for two days I couldn’t get my land legs working. I was bumping my way through work a little dizzy and very bitter to return. I got back to work on Tuesday and the most unexpected thing happened. I’ve been unhappy at work, basically because the gm is an idiot. I do his job and he takes the credit. He’s a very nice guy, but I lack patience to deal with his kind for a long period of time. The last manager quit because of him and, after 10 months, I was reaching my last nerve. So the vp of operations unknowingly granted a wish that I’ve had for some time, to get me moving along. He said my organizational skills and performance made me his first choice for this new position. My title is the same for now, but it would pave way for a new position in the company if I planned things right. On Thursday I accepted the position via email. The gm was trying to talk them out of the opportunity, so I jumped before they listened. I’d planned on saying yes, but they said to let them know at the end of the week and I wanted them to know I had thought it through. Apparently the vp responded to my email, a store account, and my gm knows I’m leaving. This wouldn’t bother me if he wasn’t such a gossip, I wad hoping to leave without much drama. Also, my annua review, which was due a month ago, still has yet to me completed and I fear his annoyance at my transfer may bias his evaluation. But I suppose those reviews are for company movement, and I’m already getting that. Thursday I went out with a guy that my brother had invited to the lake. Awkward… My brother’s friend has me brother’s name. Anyways he invited me to the lake on Friday so I dared him to have a drink Thursday. It went well, he’s a calm person that’s a lot of fun. We survived the night, then headed to the lake. My roommate had blabbed about it being my birthday so the lake was interesting. Lots of cheers, singing and my first shotgun beer. We swam, boarded and loitered in the sun. I even got to wakesurf and did the best I ever had. I can get up and toss the rope but it’s hard for me to navigate and balance in the wake. Once I fall back I can’t recover. Not only did I recover, I did it several times. Apparently the group was pleased. They praised me and hooted when I was done. Such an amazing day… The guy I went with, who will be called dirty (team names from the previous trip, he and my roommate were dirty sanchez so I split their name. I am Puppet), asked whether I had plans or wanted to hang out. I said I needed a nap and then would be ready for anything. We got back from the lake and never got past the nap. I’m resting up for tonight and tomorrow. What I dot understand about him is everything, but I’m not bothered by it right now. We have similar interests and he’s easy going, just what a high strung gal needs. Le sigh, I’m so tired.