I've been amazed to learn how many men I know are Eagle Scouts, including one whose letter returning his badge has been posted. And also including one gay man.
Drusilla ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
how long does it take, before the joy of being able to do laundry in your own place wear off?
I don't know that I have ever actually felt that joy, but I will say once it's gone, it's lost forever.
{{{ Sumi }}}
oh sumi. I'm sorry. What a long life though.
how long does it take, before the joy of being able to do laundry in your own place wear off?
I don't know that I have ever actually felt that joy, but I will say once it's gone, it's lost forever.
I actually still love using the new washing machine we got this spring. It's just light years ahead of the old one, seeing as how it's all digital and has no agitator and has a glass top so I can watch the clothes wash like it's TV.
ION, I know I bitch about work a lot, but I *do* love their willingness to let me work from home when necessary. I had a dental cleaning at noon, and since the dentist is just a few blocks from our house, I didn't really want to drive 20 minutes back up to work if I could just edit at home for the rest of the afternoon. So here I sit on the couch, with big band on Pandora and very clean teeth and a stack of manuscripts. (Well, okay, 2 manuscripts. But they're long.)
Sumi, I am sorry.
sumi, I'm so sorry! 20 years is a long life for a cat, but it's never long enough.
how long does it take, before the joy of being able to do laundry in your own place wear off?
Never. Never ever. And may I just say, the joy of having the washer/dryer on the same floor as the bedroom also never wears off.
Teppy, I'm hoping to get a new washer and dryer in January and I'm excited even though that is months away. I have no idea what I want/need. I don't think I've ever bought a set before. The ones we have now had been passed on to us from some friends when they moved to WA and the are over 16 years old (that is when we got them, no idea when they were purchased).
I love the folks in my office. I came in today after not showing my face in about 6 weeks. No negative remarks. A couple of "nice to see you"s but without a sarcastic edge. And it is my reminder of why I like working from home so much more. It is too bright in here. The air is LOUD, never mind the people on calls around me.
I left my lights on in my car this morning, and now my battery is dead. I was at my car because I was going to pop over to my boss' house to get a bit. Called him to see if he could give me a jump, he says yes. Now, we just had lunch together a block away, and he was dropping his wife off at his house ( six blocks away) and so I thought he'd be right here. I could have walked to his house, gotten the bit, and walked back in this time, and just gotten a jump later.
He is markedly more clueless about the passage of time than I am, which fascinates me, because I am pretty damn bad (as many of you can attest). He's not answering his phone, so maybe he's talking to a crazy client, but I'm left here hanging and no work is getting done.
I tried to get the bit before lunch, but his wife (who was at the house) didn't hear the phone, and then he forgot to bring it to lunch.
I know he's got a million things going on, but he tries to do too much, doesn't delegate well, and doesn't seem to have good systems set up to manage all the things he has to remember.
Really, we're so much alike that it's not really funny, and sometimes I wonder how he's kept the business running for almost three decades.
ARGH. It's now been half an hour.
Okay. He was in a meeting. He's bringing me the bit in ten minutes (which means thirty) and will jump my car later. That was so not made clear. ::sigh:: He's a great guy and I love working for him, but he sure can be scattered sometimes.