Running a massive report that is ker-fucked.
I'm getting annoyed at my supervisors who told me when I initially put together this report that it was okay to simply transplant tables from one report to another but are now saying that no, I should have rigidly adhered to the template. And I wish I had some sort of e-mail documentation to shove in their faces.
vw - I'm always misplacing my keys. They usually end up under some paper or they've fallen off something and are hiding on the floor.
Grrr-arrrggg.
I finally get a touch ahead of schedule on my monthly report and whammo, the program I use is not "talking" without our accounting program so I'm stuck. BLARG.
I was updating a spreadsheet, but now I'm eating lunch and looking at pictures of the two kitties we're going to meet at a shelter this afternoon.
Did their other adoption fall through?
Did their other adoption fall through?
Well, here's the tricky bit. We're still scheduled to meet Ghost and Goblin on Monday. But last night, Pete found Jet and Joe. I looked at the pictures of Jet & Joe and started tearing up and said "We have to go meet them. We HAVE to."
So, meeting kitties today AND Monday.
Damn. They have to visit your home before they'll let you adopt this cat: [link]
Due to the popularity of this breed, and for her health and well being, completed and approved applications will be required prior to meeting with Zoey. MANDATORY REQUIREMENTS: You must be an experienced Sphynx owner and be able to provide proof of that ownership. A home visit is required.
My sister's cat looks just like Jet. Or Joe. Anyway, Thomas is a gorgeous and sweet kitty.
Awww, Jet and Joe are adorable too.
I mean Jet and Jack.
Toto thinks he needs a walk. I'm the only one home. If I take him out, there's a good chance I'll get locked out. Blech.