Consuela - the realization of hospice sucks, but the care givers, in my experience, are amazing. My mom, who didn't have any dementia, went from seeing non-existant butterflies to insisting I get her out of there because they were drugging her (duh, that is why SHE asked for hospice). I'm still so grateful to the kind care both she and I received.

CJ's last day of school is tomorrow. And he is 2 months from getting his driver's license. I picture the next 2 months to be very restless.

My parents have the same good things to say about hospice, with both my grandfather and grandmother.

no, not hotsy totsy, just hotsy. it is some pressure washing company. SUCH A BAD NAME, CHOOSE A BETTER NAME!

We have a mandatory meeting at 3 and there will be food purchased, but I only had a muffin and coffee for breakfast, so I am starving. Do I go buy food?

I do have food at home, I could go there instead. hmmm.

This made me blink, and then laugh

Glad to do anything remotely amusing. And means I can save the slapstick number for later in the day.

Man, workplace "I told you so" doesn't often taste that good. Because we're all on the hook. I told the developer he'd been sent back to examine the entire approach for the solution, not just add requirements to the presentation (which I ended up redoing anyway), and when he started presenting they asked "Didn't you say all this last week? What about re-examining the whole approach?"

I didn't tell anyone I was on the call. I couldn't be arsed. But I will be prepared when they all "circle back" with me. Just because I think we shouldn't be re-examining the whole approach doesn't mean I don't get that we've been asked to.

Man, I blink, and just...the number of followers on my fanart tumblr more than doubled over the long weekend. Now I feel all...expectationed.

I'm sullen about my coworkers because they cannot be arsed to follow the Flickr tagging system I set up, and I know that when I leave, it will all go to hell. It will be a beautiful thing that I set up that descends into chaos and poor metadata.

Note 1 for the day: More arsing. There is just not a professional level of arsing happening.

There is no arsing at my job, ever. And my immediate boss just told us he's giving notice on Friday.

We are all very gloomy.

Some of the comments on this Jezebel article made me giggle.

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I am trying to do everything that can be done. We are leaving the office early for an off-site meeting and I know my days are about to become much busier since I have now been taught things.

so expense reports, purchard card reconciliation, making files, filing papers, data entry...

Things! Go msbelle.

My head is aching, not quite in a migraine direction, but pain and distraction. Basic pain meds aren't touching it. If I scale up, then I need to stop working and with the holiday, I'm already a day behind on the week. Trying to soldier on.