You know, I was just thinking that this has been a really long week and realized that I had forgotten Monday was a holiday. That seems like way longer ago.

Well. My supervisor and one of my teammates will be working from home next week so there will just be two us in the (new) office. The week after that, the one who is in the office with me this coming week will be out sick for our in office days, and then she's quitting. So it'll be just me on Tuesday, but my supervisor will be in on Thursday so then I'll have company for a couple of weeks but then the two of us will both be on vacation and C will be in the office by herself for a few days. I sure hope they decide what our jobs are supposed to be soon. We are still in "just keep doing what you've been doing while we iron out the details" mode since April.

Aw, national treasure Alexandra Petri's daughter has my birthday. I am unreasonably pleased about this.

t that seems….annoying? After all that moving fuss?

Meanwhile it’s Friday afternoon and I had to schedule an emergency meeting to say “no this is the hill I will die on” to try to stop people from doing a work thing I disagree with and I thought I might have to do this at some point soon but not Friday afternoon!!

THat doesn't sound pleasant at all, meara! Hope the meeting goes well.

Yeah, annoying is a good word. I sometimes wonder if they are deliberately trying to get people to quit to reduce payroll without a big layoff.

At least I don't have Elon Musk talking about buying my company.

Ugh. It’s all a nasty mess and they’re like “well we basically agree with you but we can’t make this person mad by saying no so we have to let him do it even though he’s already ducking up what we’ve approved him for before, and maybe if he fucks up THIS time we can say no NEXT time?” Ugh.

Oof. Families, y’all. I’m sorry you’re going through this David. And Cass. This year what with losing my dad but also continuing to build a relationship with my half-sisters (and their mom, which is maybe stranger) there r been a lot of looking back and filling in missing pieces. Even just from talking to my brother and sister - things we were present for different parts of, or at different ages, and interpreted differently.

Little of it quite as dramatic, or nearly as awful, thankfully. But some stuff to process.

Actually the worst of it, I think, is the guns. My dad and I had it out about him having a gun in a number of occasions, and he swore to my sister that he had sold it. (To me ge only ever even admitted to a BB gun after I found a bunch of bbs embedded in the deck.

Not so. You guys, I’ve found like 7 guns while going through his room. It feels like every time I open a bag or box there’s another one. And I hate them and I don’t know what to do with and I’m pissed as hell but also I’m gutted at how scared he must have been.

Ugh, meara. I'm sorry.

Oh, brenda. Oh, no. Hugs to you. I have seen news stories about various gun buy back programs that ultimately get them destroyed, but I don't know how to go about finding one when you have surprise guns to get rid of...

I tried googling that and within 5 minutes I was getting emails to my work email to buy assault weapons. So that was nice.