Timelies all!

This weather can eat a bag of bees. I should not need my car heater on in mid-May.

Shakes fist at San Diego on Brenda's behalf. Oh well, whatever the weather I'm getting a dang pedicure and bringing sandals.

I'm at work with tech rehearsal in one theatre, the grand opening of our new education center winding down, and the cast of the show in the other theatre doing an Instagram takeover. I'm trying to stay in my office until all the cameras are gone.

I am only really there for the inevitable shirtless vicar scenes.

My boss left me &T in charge of ops while she's on vacation."It'll be fine! All will go smoothly" she said.

Ops went tits up, we have our suspicions, it was a cluster. I *think* we fixed it. But everyone is pissed off at us. Too damn many balls in the air, I knew this would happen eventually. Of course now.

And boss asked me to be her rep for the housing plan mtgs in her absence for the move to the new building and SURPRISE! Schedule's been moved up and in the next two weeks we have to finalize room assignments and she's gone all of those days, so now it's all on me to coordinate our branch seating and coordinate with other branch mgrs the instances where we might want to have mixed branches in one office (like me. I really don't want to share an office with one coworker. She'd pester me to death, and I want an inside line to test or dev.)

Carousel just got cranked to 11.

One thing I loved about the end of Happy Valley is that the acknowledged James Norton was attractive when Catherine told moaning myrtle that she couldn't follow him just because he was beautiful.

I can now alienate ALL my coworkers and boss by landing them in shitty offices with officemates they don't want. And one won't be starting until after the move and another is out on disability for back surgery for the next three months, at least.THIS IS GONNA GO SO WELL.

Seat assignments is a truly thankless task.

I did not pack sandals, because I didn't have room with all the sweaters and tights I had to pack. Am hoping the forescast is lies and I'll have to buy all new sandals and sundresses and ship my g-d winter clothes home. I did get gold toes at least.

I am only really there for the inevitable shirtless vicar scenes.

of which there have been regrettably few.

And I also think that Amanda is horrible. I was very happy when he yelled at her, and very unhappy at the inevitable shitstorm that she is going to cause Sydney . Feh.

sara, I don't envy you that job.

I had to interview candidates for a job today. It's been a rocky, I want to leave my job few weeks and it was good to hear all of that idealism from others.