I'm wearing an ice grey collared fleece, zipped up. My still brunette hair tucked in a headband with a touch of poof.

In the reflection in the (needs to be cleaned) kitchen window, I saw Leila from ESB on Hoth. And it made me smile. My childhood makebelieve was often Star Wars, and I always was bosslady, Leila. She was my preferred character growing up. And her portrayer was a force.

Funny, I haven't really thought much about her death, but that moment in the window. Thanks, dad and Carrie, for giving me Leila.

Would that my Depression-era parents had ever learned to squirrel away money. They're very thrifty about wasted food, however!

My great aunt had 20k or so in uncashed checks stashed around. Most of them long past being valid. She had a pension and other income, so I'm glad at least that she wasn't struggling while having all that lying around.

Agh. I got a gift from one of the people who sorta reports to me. Not even one of the ones I feel like I have a bit of rapport with! People! Don't gift up!! Now what do I do? Get her an awkward belated gift?? And then maybe have to get one for everyone? Ugh.

belated job~ma Jesse!

36 hours to go in this project and then I get Hamilton. This is not a drill. I can do this.

{i hate all my words, my words are broken, what day is it?}

Almost Hamilton Day, apparently!!!

meara, ugh, that is super awkward. I think at this point you can safely pretend it never happened.

Meara - if you ever see the person in person, take them to lunch.

You guys, the Second Avenue Subway is here, and I just rode it to get from therapy to work! I saved ten minutes, and I didn't have to ride the motherfucking 4/5/6 trains!

Sadly I don't see her in person--she lives in Louisiana. I've never even met her!

I don't want to be awake. I am really hating the late sunrises. A lot.

yay for new subway!

whoops, I realized I made a mistake on the forms for the death certificate. Argh.

And now I get to call the Social Security Administration...