DH has to work today but he's taking my van in to get the oil changed--his work has a service so he can just park it in the garage and it will be ready when he gets off of work.
Today, I am making potato leek soup. Comfort food ahoy!
'Conviction (1)'
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DH has to work today but he's taking my van in to get the oil changed--his work has a service so he can just park it in the garage and it will be ready when he gets off of work.
Today, I am making potato leek soup. Comfort food ahoy!
Yikes, that's a long day, Theo.
My office is open today, but I don't know who is there. Not me!
We are going to the zoo! Here's hoping the Dillo does not decide to make it an "I object to my car seat" sort of day, as the zoo is 90 miles away.
I'm at work. In fact, all four members of my team are here, including my project manager, who couldn't sleep and came in at 6.
I couldn't get to sleep last night, so I slept late this morning. But I have to go to work. Which I'm leaving for now....
If the internet's going to be this slow all day, I'm going to die before the end of the workday.
The snow alert here in Somerville has come to nothing, which I suppose is all right, but still somewhat annoying what with the preparations I made.
I'm actually reading Yuletide stories, finally!
There was no snow here but there was beautiful feathery ice on my car this morning.
I just got to pass of my resident complainer! He's not my problem anymore! Wheee! (of course, he still calls ME, not the helpline, but still. He has someone new to be a jerk to!)
Sometimes it's nice to pass the complainer off.
I wrote a complaint about the lack of heat which I have deleted. The deletion makes this post less ironic.
I'm going to die before the end of the workday.
Don't die. I just stopped moaning for someone to kill me. And nobody did! So you don't get to bogart my dying mojo.
I'm at work. I am pale, several pounds lighter, feeling kinda delicate, and I cannot breathe. Stuff is broken, so I can't do any work. We may get let go early today, and if we do and I am still upright, I may go to the DMV.
Because clearly I am insane.