Margo's got Moxie ! : the diary of miss red high heels

My apartment complex jacked up their rental prices, so to avoid paying an enomormous amount especially during the holidays and work through all the crazy, I chose move out by Dec 1st. Little did I know, that meant, a day of rallying, packing, two injured knees, a busted chin, crying, packing, hauling, moving, and working with my parents and two friends to get stuff out. I had so much mixed emotions. I had been with Hazel Ranch 4 years and got so used to my routines and plans, and living close to work and my friends. It was a world I took for granted especially being close to FOPC church. Yesterday I went through it all in a span of 24hrs and today I still feel it. I feel the change of living in a bedroom rather than a whole space to myself. Most of my neighbors on my group end were awesome. One person on the other side of the 300s was my only sadness, she was mean to me and talked smack and I could hear it through the wall. I did have a lot of sleepless nights and there was a lot to ...

Last weekend I went to downtown Sacramento to the Crest Theater to see Singing in the Rain on the big screen. They had old classic chandeliers, old seats, and concert was originally opened in 1912 and had some remodels in the 50s and the 60's over the years. It used to be used as a palace and in the 1980's was closed for a time while they debated refurbishing until 1995 when the decision was made to restore the place to it's glory and leaving a lot of the auditorium's original flair. The place sold beer and wine and even had one small ticket office out front just like from way back when. We got the standard old popcorn designed containers, the popcorn tasted different! I went with my friends Todd, Jenny, Sarah, Renee, and Karin. The movie is a classic favorite of mine so it was nice to have it up front as well. There weren't much rules, you could yell and clap, and sing, and dance along during the film. The program slide and projector manager came out before the...

I have been dreading this office move from the moment I found out last week. I truly have enjoyed the people I sit near. You become so accustomed to your morning routine and who you talk to. I always eat breakfast with the Pete and Steve and then I walk over to 20019 to visit with the ballistics group and middle bay folks. I have a better start to my day that way and I feel like I am not in jail lol and I have colleagues with me during these interesting times. We are lucky to have one another even if we sometimes disagree or banter too much.   Spending money on things I put off or maybe do not need to spend. I have been going to the cafe a lot lately. I think simply too because I packed all of my breakfast items into my boxes for the office move. I was too lazy to pull them apart again and again to get to my things. It seemed a waste of effort to do if it would mess with the flow. Yes, it meant pulling out my wallet to spend on the food, but sometimes you have to do what you gott...

I found out a weekend or two back, my sister like my friend Kayla from college has celiac disease. Actually it has become more common amongst some of my friends. I fear I may have it myself but not sure yet. I have no done tests and refuse to give up drinking beer and eating grilled cheese. However, I am lactose intolerant, go figure. I am learning more about it and am determined that whenever my friends who have it visit, I have food that they can have. It really is no fun to be surrounded by friends who all eat something you want, but can't and shouldn't have. I noticed too that it affects your gut a lot and your stomach will make sounds. Mine does when I have too much dairy, caffeine, or something super spicy. A friend said it might be leaky gut, but I also think it can be balanced if I drink water and not eat those foods all the time and balance my diet out.  This year I was Dorothy for Halloween and Mia as Toto. I also learned this year some of my friends do not partic...

I walked out of the movie and spot on felt like wham. The director had my attention and there was something to be said about the way Affleck portrayed his character in that movie. The anger, the fear, the sadness, and the loneliness. At first you sit in your chair wondering why in the hell did I choose to watch this, and who on earth recommended it, but you continue to watch and you are glad you did. I cannot give the details away, but I recommend you see it for yourself, The Accountant. Doctors want to understand, people want to run, and then psychiatrists want to label. I love a key quote from that movie “I do not believe in labels.” Labels are given by society of what someone has, or what someone is because of the way they behave. They refer to them as well he/she is different. I wanted to hate that phrase, but slowly I am seeing I appreciate it. I am different.  I change my sense of directions and choices at the drop of a hat. I don’t like something I either respond heavily...

I love writing. Seriously love it. You can put blah blah on paper and write your deepest thoughts, concerns, worries, dreams, hopes, rants etc. Thursday, I had two sips of wine and got called into work. I did some unnecessary ranting and cursing on my drive in and complained to my few closest friends, but all the while knowing this wouldn’t take away that I still had a task to do. When urgent submitting come in, my job is to submit them regardless of where I am, schedule, location etc. I guess that is why it is a good paying job. The job I do is at a desk all day managing programs and analyzing data. It is easy to say that after almost coming up on five years, I was and am slightly bored. The grass is of course not always greener on the other side. After going to dinner with my best friend Krysta Tuesday night, I realized what she said about going back to school resonated with me. I wanted to learn again. I decided to apply to Folsom Lake College for Early Childhood Education, maybe g...

When did love become such a challenge and judgement are regular norm and theme of the day? I mean this is absurd. After, so many tries of online dating, it is just not for me. I don't need the same love my parents have, or my aunt and uncle, but it would be nice to have one that lasts and doesn't end in divorce. Who am I kidding? I mean I live in a world where divorce is the norm, and people fight all the time, and nothing is forever. I returned home from an akward date yesterday and not even sure I knew what I had just done. No wait I do. I drove an hour there and back to see this guy who is in a wheel chair. I thought it would be cool since hey, don't mind the chair, but 31 without a job, and has a comic backpack and wants to get gauges threw me off. The entire time I sat on the park bench thinking to myself, this guy does not care about himself enough at all. He doesn't take care of himself, hence no longer shaving his face, his legs need lotion badly, and his worl...