Somehow Bly and I both made it to work this morning. And we stayed awake, and accomplished some stuff. But holy shit, were we tired! Quitting time never took so long to arrive… There were two errands that needed run after work. The rent for this place paid–Bly didn’t want to mail it this late, […]
They want to move me out of my office. But I don’t wanna be in the main office! Sigh. Getting back into the swing of working is hugely difficult this year. If we were done moving, it would be better. If there weren’t so many new people, it would be better. If there weren’t several
I made it! Stumbled in a few minutes late, but I made it! And, boy, am I sorry. Bleh. Who the hell left all this crap in my office? Last week it was cleaned out and pretty, but this week the custodians brought all the crap back… Sigh.
Last night I went into my room to go to bed and discovered someone thought my Madagascar Dragon Tree was a litterbox, and knocked it over trying to use it. I growled and swore and cleaned it up and went to bed. I woke up at a quarter of five. That’s okay, I’ve been sleeping
That’s all Bly owns, I swear. Heavy sh*t. Why doesn’t she have any boxes of helium? On a happy note, I have a bed again. For the first time in about five years, I am NOT sleeping on a mattress on the floor. Now if only my bed weren’t so very much harder than my
As much as I love the house, moving sucks. I want to be writing with my last week of vacation, not moving. That said, I managed absolutely nothing in the way of furthering my career today. Well, I guess reading a bit in the Snarkives will be helpful eventually. It’s like reading on in my
Yes, I’m up at 0517. I’ve been awake since 0254, I just finally decided to get the hell up, it was pretty clear I wasn’t getting back to sleep. I want that house. Want, want, want. Please, please, please. So much I’m afraid to think about it. Don’t want to talk about it. Praying with