I've had coffee. . . Alas no chocolate. Must remedy this.

Also: we have massive leftover food from a Saturday event in our Dept fridge. I had a delicious cherry-pomegranite yoghurt with my coffee. Yum.

So I fixed it -- kinda -- with a toasted bagel and lox. Hrm? Either that or I made a horrible mistake that will come back to haunt me.

We have cold rain that's expected to change over to sleet any minute now. I was in the office for a couple of hours, and they sent an email around telling those that could work from home to go ahead and do so. So here I am, home, with pizza in the oven and a cat by my head on the sofa. The cold rain continues to be cold rain, but I'm just as happy looking at it without a commute home in my near future.

I told McPhee to stay home. It seems that the roads really aren't bad, but mac can be alone 1 day.

ION - I want to eat all the food.

Yeah, Whoopi's outfit was not working for her, but the tights and shoes were great.

I am waiting on someone else to do some work so that I can complete month end closing. So in the meantime, I emptied out the invoices to be paid in my queue. BAM!

Now I guess I tackle pile-o-paper to my left. I do not wanna.

DONE WITH CLOSING!!

The non-manner having guys in my office went to lunch together again without asking me if I wanted anything. Just left.

I win at lunch though because I had green chile tamales.

I'm back in Chicago after getting in late last night. I'm gronky and I have an epic amount of work to do. While I was gone, someone creepily rearranged the shoes I keep under my office desk. I don't even know how to feel about that.

Are they where someone would vacuum?

Oops, -t, I just realized that I'd left off "desk" in that sentence. I guess it's possible that someone would vacuum under my desk, but to then pair my shoes and line them up in a way that's kinda obsessive-compulsive?