I’m sorry about your dad’s health issues, Pix. I remember being responsible for my own dad when he was in a bad way, and it was a lot. I was in the card exchange—no idea if I was one of your assignees. But consider yourself off the hook for my card if I was.

JenP, I’m sorry about the shingles.

JenP, I’m sorry about the shingles.

Seconded. But thank you for the reminder that I need to reach out to my doctor's office because they forgot to put in the order for my second shingles shot so I've been thus far unable to get scheduled to get it.

Pix, all kinds of love and as much ethereal support as I can send through the intertubes. (And as someone who didn't sign up for the card exchange this year because Some Big Things Are Big And Get In The Way - your Things Are Big and everyone understands that they have Gotten In The Way).

Shir, thank you so much for doing your best to find (and be) the positive in a really effing hard situation. You're inspiring.

No new posts since yesterday afternoon? Did I break the board?

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I'm sorry! Come back!!

I'm working too hard. I've been working at a new medical practice and they are very needy. Lots of handholding.

I get it. After how slow things got the last few weeks of December, this thing where I suddenly have things to do is a real slap in the face. "You want me to do what? Why would I do that? ... Oh yeah, it's literally my job. Righty- O!"

I've been sick since the 31st, so I didn't get to enjoy the holiday or the shortened week. Bah.

Yeah I’m in the very “but I don’t WANT to do my job!” part of reacclimati g after a very slow December. But people keep wanting things from me.

I'm at the "I guess I'm not laid off so now I have to do my job" stage.

While I do not have a job, I have, in fact, been working all morning because I have guests arriving this afternoon.

So, not only did I have to clean the Guinea Pig cage by myself (and it was two days overdue. Overpoo?) But some of the Xmas eve cooking happened down in the Garden apartment and it had been left in the sink for a couple weeks. Soooo, that was a fun cleanup.

Now I just have to vacuum before they arrive and then I will whisk them off to Japantown for ramen and poking around.

Yeah I’m in the very “but I don’t WANT to do my job!” part of reacclimati g after a very slow December. But people keep wanting things from me.

Right?!? People are the worst.

I'm at the "I guess I'm not laid off so now I have to do my job" stage.

Unfortunately mixed "Yay!" with "Aw, darn!"

So, not only did I have to clean the Guinea Pig cage by myself (and it was two days overdue. Overpoo?) But some of the Xmas eve cooking happened down in the Garden apartment and it had been left in the sink for a couple weeks. Soooo, that was a fun cleanup.

Now THAT sounds like a tough job. AND you won't be paid for it. Booo!

I will whisk them off to Japantown for ramen and poking around.

Yay!!