Sounds like the best you can do with what you've got, Hil.

Ugh what a pain, Hil. Good luck that it all works out smoothly.

The other day, I was woken up by 8 text messages in rapid succession, from some idiot wanting to transport my car to Texas. I replied with a what the hell type of message. Why are you spamming me with 8 messages. His response "I only sent one, it must have broke it up into 8". Turns out some idiot posted a request for car transport, and put my number in by accident. Fine. A few phone calls more. And finally someone says "I can have it removed for you", and that was it.

Fast forward to today. The idiot that started it all, sent another EIGHT text messages. Uggg!! IDIOTS!!!

I am this close to signing his email up with a SPAM service. THIS CLOSE!!!!

(I think my fuse is short this week. I will be a LOT happier when this stupid musical is up and running)

I think my fuse is short this week.

Oh indeed. You and me both. I actually left the office by myself for lunch at 3pm (waited for coverage because I can't shrug off stupid responsibilities) and DRANK SAKE with my sushi. I can't remember ever doing this! I often go out to lunch with others, or pack my lunch, or walk a block to the grocery store where they have awesome soup and salad stuff, or get take out. But go by myself and drink at lunch. Never.

A good plan since there was quiet, and good food, and soothing oriental music.

Tomorrow should be better.

I cannot figure out how to get the recycling people to actually take my paper recycling. They used to take everything that I put in the bin. Then, last week, they left the paper stuff, with a note saying that now, paper had to be bagged separately, in either paper or plastic bags. So, I put some of my paper stuff in a paper bag, and then I ran out of paper bags, so I put the rest in plastic bags. They just came by, and they took the paper bag full of paper, but not the plastic bags full of paper. I'm willing to abide by the recycling-sorting rules, if someone will just tell me what they are!

Ugh Hil, sometimes university bureaucracy can be maddening. My boss made a point this year of getting out offers to the top candidates ASAP because he finally--after over a decade--realized how many hires we were losing because our offers came so late.

I hope today is better, Laura.

One is how my brain works, the other is how it doesn't.

I love this way of looking at it, Plei.

And now my landord emailed me to tell me to put the trash bags into a trash can. I give up. This paper is not getting recycled.

Hil, how annoying.

I'm at the library bookstore bored and hungry, but I can't decide what I want to get for dinner when I leave.

Trader Joe's finally opened up in Burlington so I went. It was SLAMMED and the parking lot is tiny. And they are opening up a Pier 1 right next to it, I have no idea how the parking is going to work. The TJ's is small, I bet if you smooshed the TJ's space and the Pier 1 space together it would still be small for a TJ.

I got some frozen stuff I'll see how I like it, mostly I was in a haze. I haven't been sleeping well and today should have been a day off but I had to go in this morning (closed last night).

I also seemed to have dumped my therapist. I didn't mean to but the sheduling was getting weird and I kept missing appointments. I have a line on some nurse practitioners that are taking patients for meds management but I a little heistant because based on their website their practice is way more woo-ish than I normally like my medicine. But I need to call anyway.

In three ish weeks I'm going to Florida for a visit and see my family I'm excited.

And I keep trying to find some sort of something to do to get me out of the house. There's not a knitting group around here that I can find that seems to work with my work schedule. I'm thinking of getting back into reading comics (which I relaly do like) so getting weekly pulls will get me out of the house.

I got feedback from work which too me a few minutes to understand, my manager told me I get a lot of feedback. Which kind of confused me, but then he explained that he tells me stuff because he knows I can take the feedback and I'll use it to get better rather than getting upset or taking it the wrong way.

I thought about that for a minute and said something like, well sometimes at first I get a little defenisve and then I realize whatever I'm being told is just going to help me do my job.

And my manager was like, "and that's why you get feedback".

I also really need to mow my lawn but it keeps raining off and on and it's way too wet to mow anything.

Penny just peed in front of the litter box and I realized it's not the first time she's done this recently. The litter is relatively fresh but I think the box needs a good cleaning. One the list tomorrow is a run for some litter and I think I have some Nature's Miracle to use to clean the box. And the rug in front of the litter box and possibly the carpet.

Why can't pets be easy?