Man, a coworker addressed an email to "T" meaning SOMEONE NOT ME and it's very confusing.
Natter 76: Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Foaminess
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Timelies all!
We hired the cleaning people my MIL uses to clean our upstairs. (They had previously worked on the kitchen/dining room/living room area and the basement) Gary said they told him they would be there at 2:30, meaning they would be there when I got home with Mr. S, but they didn't arrive until 4. They still cleaned the upstairs thoroughly, but our dinner was delayed because they cleaned the kitchen afterwards, and were still at it when Gary got home. Yeah, I know it's a first-world problem, but it's annoying.
Man, a coworker addressed an email to "T" meaning SOMEONE NOT ME and it's very confusing.
Surely you're not Capital T!
My dad was in the hospital for 6 days and got released last Tuesday. They're doing follow up visits now, and he got diagnosed with Graves' disease today, which is good news because it's treatable! Bad news is that this is yet another autoimmune disease that runs in my family, and at least one of my cousins has been diagnosed with it, so I guess I probably should go to the doctor sometime soon.
I'm also going to Dublin on Saturday for work, I have major project deadlines giving me agita, I'm trying to figure out the lease renewal situation with my apartment, I need to get my sister's birthday present mailed out before I leave the country, and I keep flaking on plans with people because I'm running out of spoons due to burnout. (Look, I just needed to huddle on my couch in my pajamas and watch Queer Eye.)
I guess I finally can read some of my library ebooks while I'm on that 11 hour flight to Dublin?
Ebooks on the flight is an excellent plan, possibly along with queer eye! But the rest sounds sucky. My dad had surgery this morning and my mom texted making it sound like he was dead. Uncool. (He was having trouble waking up from the anesthesia, apparently, and they're keeping him overnight. That's NOT the same as "he won't wake up")
OH MY GOD, meara. That is definitely not the same.
I hope you can sleep on the plane, shrift? I'm guessing you're probably short on sleep too.
Yikes, meara!
And that's a LOT, shrift. You should cancel all the plans! I mean, I would.
Good Lord, Meara!
I'm guessing you're probably short on sleep too.
You're not wrong. My body has decided that insomnia is a great idea.
Surely you're not Capital T!
Well, that's true. But hearing the words in my head as I read the email, it sure sounded like he was talking to me!
Oh, meara. Bad communication, mom of meara!
That's a lot, shrift. Cocooning with Queer Eye seems like a reasonable course of action whenever you can manage it. Yay e-books!
The Target on the way home of my work commute didn't have everything I needed, because it's a stupid small Target. But I refrained from buying mozzarella cheese sticks, and I am awarding myself a gold star for that.