I know I complain about my office a lot. Today we have free breakfast. Does not compensate for yesterday, but still - nice.

I think that idea started in Texas with Super Suppers. There are freakin' franchises everywhere now (including one here). I would try them except I don't have enough freezer space to store the packages that the sell (they do the dinners in orders of 6 or 12).

Ouch, sumi! All your poor leg muscles, and poor you! And even more galling and extra-painful that it happened because of taking one simple random step. Plus the whole not-heat-having. You poor critter.

Bleah. Back to work today -- just for 2 hours a day on a short-term data-entry project; if I do this, I get to bank up comp time and take Fridays off for the first month or so that I'm back at work for reals, so this is totally worth it. I'm just lacking motivation to actually get going. I should tattoo "A month of Fridays off! A month of 4-day work weeks!" on the inside of my droopy eyelids.

{{{sumi}}}

Who stole my motivation? I just ran errands (and, crossed off half of my to do list in the process), but now I feel like doing nothing. Maybe I'll nap.

Work ~ma, JZ. It's too bad I can't give you some of my sick leave, since I have about 6 months saved up in the UC system, and only about 6 weeks left to work. I should have been taking Fridays off a lot more often!

{{Sumi}}

I'm at home waiting for a delivery of our new dining room chairs. The delivery is supposed to happen at 9 a.m. Bets on when they actually show?

Bets on when they actually show?

3 kittens on 5:17 p.m.

Oh! This reminds me! I found out last night that my quilt store does a Casino night. Instead of buying chips, you but fat eighths. You bet fabric! It's brilliant! I can't wait! Of course, I need to learn poker then, but still.

It's too bad I can't give you some of my sick leave, since I have about 6 months saved up in the UC system, and only about 6 weeks left to work.

Oh, I've got the sick leave, about 200 some-odd hours of it. But, because of weird convoluted UC rules about in what order leave may be taken in conjunction with disability, I'm not allowed to use it (before the disability kicked in, yes; after the disability ended, no).

Also, WHYFOR YOU GOTTA LEAVE THE BAY AREA, DAMMIT?

Er, I mean, congratulations on the spiffy new job! dammit

May your return to the work place be uneventful, JZ.

I have to go to Fort Lauderdale this afternoon to do work stuff. Don't want to. At all. I'm hoping the office cancels. I should call and confirm.

I remember when my friend was trying to get someone to explain the maternity leave policy to her -- four relatively competent people, four different answers. I think they just make up something new every time.

I have a friend looking at an apartment for us this weekend and assessing whether the landlord is a weasel. The pictures look great, and it has two bedrooms and 1.5 baths -- sounds like heaven after being wedged into this little apartment with the DH for so many years -- and there will be room enough for visitors!

she has made some bad life choices. (like moving to Hannibal!)

Bwah! Very true. Hannibal is ... well, not exactly picturesque. We drove through there on our way to the Renaissance Faire this summer.

Work~ma, JZ! Don't do that tattoo-on-eyelids thing, though. Painful.

Thanks for the interview ~ ma. I don't think I'm going to get it, though.

Maybe there's still hope! Sounds like a fun job.