Treat yourself, -t. "Went okay, maybe" deserves it. Hell, finishing it without being run out of town deserves it.
Colin is pathologically sociable. If you're ever trying to leave anywhere, don't let him out of your sight. He will talk to anyone about anything until a third party stops it. And now that complete strangers have a reason to talk to him, it's way worse. You gotta Ferguson-pad now. Twenty years ago, I never guessed it would be a) something that would still affect my life and b) worse now.
Thanks, ita. Hey, I didn't get escorted off the premises, that's a win! And I have chocolate, that should help.
I bet you did great, -t! Chocolate is always a good idea.
I am so blah today. I think it is partly the weather, but not sure what else. Maybe the emotional letdown from being so happy that yesterday was my last day with nasty boss, but now I have a week and a half more at the job.
How does that work, msbelle? Is nasty boss just not going to be around, or what?
yeah - he is in Europe for 2.5 weeks.
Ah, I get the happy yesterday then. May the next 1.5 weeks fly by!
You deserve some peace, msbelle.
Yesterday we got close to a foot of snow. The roads didn't get too bad yesterday thanks to the heat over the weekend but got icy overnight.
The sun is out today but it is barely over freezing. I turned my heat off over a week ago and I don't want to turn it on again. I have the fireplace and am under a blanket, plus I have socks on (I NEVER wear socks). I'm considering adding another layer.
Oh, the chattiness of men of a certain age. Hubby will talk the ear off perfect strangers,
My entire married life has been,"I too know the love of a laconic man." I learned my own counsel to keep, to find other outlets for my chatty (hello, outlet!), and grew used to a house where quiet contemplation was the norm. All of a sudden, he's gone chatty on me. I don't have enough breathing room to rub two thoughts of my own together to make a spark, and it's rare that I can actually complete a sentence these days without being enthusiastically interrrupted and the conversational thread unwound like Jeffy in The Family Circus fetching a bucket of water. Who are you? And what have you done with my taciturn man?