Allyson, clean place is thing #1. The rest? If you don't have it, you can get it or do without. Believe me. I did Hell Holiday Duty and came home with enough time to sleep 4 hours and didn't get to unpack (I HATE BEING PACKED) until the next day. But! Things were relatively clean at home, so all I had to do was unpack my makeup and hair crap and crawl into bed. With a scotch. Did I mention my Hell Holiday would have been so much better with liberal applications of alcohol.
If I'm stupid enough to do it again, I'm packing a flask.
Caught up! whew!
thanks again for all the b-day wishes. My sister, sister-in-law and my best friend spent the day mostly eating, at least it felt like that. There was some driving, museum walking and a movie in between, but the rest of the time was eating. best birthday in years!
Sis and SiL drive back up to Iowa tommorrow. Then I have a lunch with best friend and 2 others we only see rarely.
then New years eve, and I think I'll need a vacation to rest up from all the celebrating. It's wearing me out!
If I'm stupid enough to do it again, I'm packing a flask.
Or the sleepy sudafed pills.
All you people who didn't know that Jamie Bamber is British obviously didn't watch the Horatio Hornblower series.
Heh. I didn't know I should have mentioned Bamber's lovely accent -- yeah, he really does sound like pre-angst Wesley. I also loved Not Six!Tricia Helfer.
Incidentally, there's an interview with Olmos and McDonnell in the newest TV Guide that's adorable also.
In other news: Timelies!
OMG so tired. How do people do this every day, again? Tonight I go to bed at 10 for reals. On the plus side, I'm learning just how fast I can get up and get ready, after sleeping through my alarm for various lengths of time.....
Hey, was yesterday Emily's birthday, too?
OMG so tired. How do people do this every day, again? Tonight I go to bed at 10 for reals. On the plus side, I'm learning just how fast I can get up and get ready, after sleeping through my alarm for various lengths of time.....
I'm just later and later for work.
I'm just later and later for work.
I think that's how I did it when I had a real job. As a temp, more or less, I feel some compulsion to be on-time-ish. Not that I wasn't 15 minutes late yesterday.
That's a thing that's annoying: On Tuesday, I left at 8:10, got here at 8:55. Had to wait for someone to unlock the door. Yesterday, I left at 8:20, got here at 9:15. Bah! Today, I got it right -- left at 8:15, got here 9:00, thanks to good connections on the train.
Glargh. That's all I have to say about the morning.
Man, I'll be glad when I stop waking up with headaches. I used to be able to pass for a morning person.
