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tiamatladyRight,
so yesterday was a wash.
Today has been -well - fucked up.
- woke up late. Pretty much on the dot of nine. I went to bed at midnight, could not sleep til two. Spent interim flipping channels. it took me a good half hour AFTER that to quiet my mind. I'm seeing my optimal sleep patterns are 7 hours from 2 to 9. Bed any later than that results in sleeping later in the day, and potentially more than 7 hours.
- take too long reading friends list, finally shower and get ready for work. Realize I'm wearing, yet again, something more appropriate to different office.
- THEN - there's no boss. Now I've done the work he left me last week, in the hour I rushed in there to accommodate him. I have questions, which require his presence. The guys in the office, who have FINALLY realized that occasional uses of the word "fuck" "fucking" and "dammit" will not send me screaming for the hills (especially after my statement last week of "What the fuck is all this shit?" *grins*) have informed me that they cannot get a hold of him and do not expect to see him today.
- My then executive decision of "well I have work to do at home anyway!" and I left.
- For those of you with children in daycare, do you REALLY know what they do all day? I cut down some side streets on my trek from Route 3 to my house. As I went down one I was confronted with two adult females, over the age of 40, and no less then TEN CHILDREN under the age of 6. Three in carriages. They were walking in the center of the STREET. DIRECTLY in front do my car! I pulled up to a stop sign, and stopped and let them do their thing. The older lady GLARED at me. For driving. On a Street. It was "Daily walkies" like with the dog. I wonder if there's a pooper scooper for that.
So I'm home. I'm going to answer some email, and get to work on my other client's stuff. THEN I'm going to clean a bit and somewhere in there I'm going eat. I need to get money and order something, since I'm out of food. I might make a run to Trader Joe's later, for food stuff. I know there was something else. But I can't remember what it is.
Seriously, today is nothing like I'd pictured. I'd better stop looking the gift horse in the mouth. I'm going to have to go into that office tomorrow, around my afternoon client, so I'd better make the most of today.
so yesterday was a wash.
Today has been -well - fucked up.
- woke up late. Pretty much on the dot of nine. I went to bed at midnight, could not sleep til two. Spent interim flipping channels. it took me a good half hour AFTER that to quiet my mind. I'm seeing my optimal sleep patterns are 7 hours from 2 to 9. Bed any later than that results in sleeping later in the day, and potentially more than 7 hours.
- take too long reading friends list, finally shower and get ready for work. Realize I'm wearing, yet again, something more appropriate to different office.
- THEN - there's no boss. Now I've done the work he left me last week, in the hour I rushed in there to accommodate him. I have questions, which require his presence. The guys in the office, who have FINALLY realized that occasional uses of the word "fuck" "fucking" and "dammit" will not send me screaming for the hills (especially after my statement last week of "What the fuck is all this shit?" *grins*) have informed me that they cannot get a hold of him and do not expect to see him today.
- My then executive decision of "well I have work to do at home anyway!" and I left.
- For those of you with children in daycare, do you REALLY know what they do all day? I cut down some side streets on my trek from Route 3 to my house. As I went down one I was confronted with two adult females, over the age of 40, and no less then TEN CHILDREN under the age of 6. Three in carriages. They were walking in the center of the STREET. DIRECTLY in front do my car! I pulled up to a stop sign, and stopped and let them do their thing. The older lady GLARED at me. For driving. On a Street. It was "Daily walkies" like with the dog. I wonder if there's a pooper scooper for that.
So I'm home. I'm going to answer some email, and get to work on my other client's stuff. THEN I'm going to clean a bit and somewhere in there I'm going eat. I need to get money and order something, since I'm out of food. I might make a run to Trader Joe's later, for food stuff. I know there was something else. But I can't remember what it is.
Seriously, today is nothing like I'd pictured. I'd better stop looking the gift horse in the mouth. I'm going to have to go into that office tomorrow, around my afternoon client, so I'd better make the most of today.
