I was able to leave work at 3, go grocery shopping, and now I have the house to myself for at least another half hour before DH gets home with Dylan!

I should probably use this time to clean, but I'm trapped between the laptop and the couch.

I prefer chat, because I hate talking to people on the phone.

I am so very thankful that people in other office locations don't use the phone to talk to me. Many of them have accents that I have trouble with, and I can refer back to emails. Not to mention you have a paper trail (so to speak) of interactions.

"You can be good at things that you hate to do."

I used to be high-stress-situation-angry-customer-go-to girl. Fuck I hated that. Just because I never got mad in the office. I didn't think it appropriate.

Smiling Bob. Chubby Santa. Ick.

I'm trapped between the laptop and the couch.

That seems to have happened to me too. But at least I can apply for work from here. Getting approaches there too. As well as one woman telling me I'm eligible for compensation for having been scammed by the Nigerians. Or folks from Bokina Faso.

While watching Highlander. They really set this up to be the only movie. And it spawned how many more, plus a TV series or two?

I'm in trouble for calling a kid a poser. Which I did. Doood. Dressing like a "greaser" (seriously) is all about posing. What. Ev. Er. I will apologize because the apology is warranted. That being said, I do believe the kid needs to suck it up and stop doing things like texting someone during state mandated testing.

Well no therapy it seems. mac pitched a fit when I attempted to get us out the door. I am not up for a big forceful fight, especially not on the way OUT of the house. The last meltdown outside of the house was really unpleasant and safety is so much more of an issue.

So, home for the evening. He'll be spending some of it in his room, because there will be no tv for him, but damn if I am not going to watch something, and soon.

oh msbelle. I am sorry he's not feeling well and I'm sorry that things are a constant level of stress. I wish there were more ways to offer you support than just words on your screen.

YAY Burrell on the lack of cancer!

I should probably use this time to clean, but I'm trapped between the laptop and the couch.

I think you should stay right there, Jess. I've heard it's quite dangerous to try to move from such a position on your own.

Ugh, msbelle. I hope the evening improves.

doing things like texting someone during state mandated testing.

::boggle::

I am trying to herd Isaac out the door so we can pick up Frances and go to the store. Or, um, play on the playground. Turns out I'm rather indifferent to the outcome.

Hooray on the good news, Burrell!

Sorry on the metldown, Msbelle.

What really needs doing is laundry, but I think the combination of the dryer and the oven would be pretty unbearable heatwise. t /excuses excuses