"Executive" Assistant

Day 1 was short but went smoothly.  While the beast at home is definitely proof of the existence of a love/hate relationship that exists between us, today was proof that she has, without a doubt, earned her stripes and every single award that she hasn't had time to put up, simply due to the fact that there are so many of them. 

I also thought it was an inadvertently ego boost when I said some comment regarding my new status as "administrative assistant" to which she quickly corrected me and said "no you're an EXECUTIVE assistant."  While it was an ego boost...I couldn't help but have this image pop up immediately in my head:

That being said, I don't want to ever have a moment where she says/thinks something similar to:  "So I said 'go ahead...hire the smart fat girl.'" To which she was then she was disappointed in hiring Andrea.  I will not be Anne Hathaway pre-make over to when Meryl Streep actually started calling her by her name:  Andrea, not Emily.

So I just finished reading up on "What is a Short Sale?"  and "Escrow 101, What is Escrow?"  Tomorrow is what has been deemed "short sale" day. 

I am also very very thankful for the opportunity to have tasks and things in front of me that keep me busy and keep me occupied.  Today was bad (in my own head)...you kept popping up in my head all day.  It started this morning when Paparazzi came up on my playlist when I was getting ready for work.  I can't listen to her any more.  Not one song, not one line.  Nothing.  I always am reminded of San Diego, so today was awful, because I missed you.

and I want you to know I miss you right now and I hope you're having a good week. 

On that note, I'm going to go watch someone who's more miserable than me to make myself feel better.  Thanks Bravo, Danielle Staub will always make me feel better about myself.