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.
'War Stories'
Natter 72: We Were Unprepared for This
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
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?
Housecleaning in a hotel once did that to me -- everything I had left on the bureau and night table was lined up with military precision when I got back. Sort of spooky, but well-meaning, I guess.
Jennifer Lawrence's butt plugs. just sayin.