Sign that I worry way too much: I've had my third nightmare in a row about the upcoming hearing with Evil!Ex-boss. In this one, I was backed up against the wall while she yelled into my face about how horrible it was for her that my disgusting voice is still on her message machine. In real life, I would probably think that sort of complaint was deeply pitiful since it could easily be fixed. In my dream I cried because I was so scared and she was so large and so angry.
Talked to my tax lady. Turns out they were supposed to send me a 1099 form covering three weeks of independent-contractor labor. Oops. One more thing to discuss with them. Then I get to call the IRS. The only thing more enjoyable would be making more phone calls to my health care plan.
Oh God, a friend of mine from high school just got engaged. She's two years younger than me. Ahhh!
I'm going crazy waiting to hear if a friend in SF has had her baby yet. She was due on the 13th. I don't want to bug, because if she is still pregnant I'm sure she doesn't need someone else saying, "What? No baby yet?" And if something bad has happened they surely don't need somebody bothering them...
I was out there when their first baby was born and it was a really hard birth. He came very close to not making it (he's 4 1/2 and perfectly fine now). But I was there and could see them right away and see the baby and hear the whole story first hand.
The problem is we really have no mutual friends I can ask to keep me in the loop.
Also that there is a stupid huge continent in the way.
Leaps to end of thread to say I got my cookbooks! Whee!
Bah. I have the standard middle-ear infection that the average 8-year-old gets. I have massive doses of antibiotics, and that's really all I can do. Am home now, and going to take a nap before dinner with the boy.
Yay Robin on losing 20 pounds!
And yay Deena on the new house! So cute, too.
I have
two
Buffistas cookbooks. Thank you
so very
much, vw, for the extra postage!!
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So, I skipped all the way to today, but I don't like what I'm reading. Too much punctuation is needed! Still, much punctuation to all who need it, and hopefully the need will go down soon.
I, myself, have joined the ranks of antibiotics takers, though not so much needing punctuation over it. My sinuses feel an eeentsy smidge better, but I have a feeling I may have an appointment with an allergist in my future. On the bright side, this probably means a trip to Anchorage or Seattle. On the negative, this means paying for a trip to Anchorage or Seattle.
ack shoot my best friend who is pregnant with twins just got put on bedrest for the rest of her pregnancy. She's due April 17 (there's little liklihood she'll go that long though). She's worried about stir craziness and having to stop working sooner than she'd planned, of course, but now she's also worried about the babies. So, please, could I get some healthy twins and not crazy bored nice lady thoughts sent to Baltimore? You guys are so good at this sort of thing.
Healthy twin-ma and at least another month inside-ma to her! (She's at what? 32 weeks now? I had to count backwards, which isn't my strongest skill with too little coffee. Anyhow, here's to making it at least 36 weeks, with 38 preferred.)
Does she have a laptop? A laptop and the internets really helps the bedrest blahs.
