I purchased fortune stones (fortune telling) at GenCon last
week. Apparently I should have checked
them this morning as they likely would have advised me to stay in bed. My first day back to work started off with
the complete inability to drag my exhausted butt outta bed. That’ll teach me to sleep into 10:00 am for
over a week. *yawn*. Then it would appear that I switched my razor
with a cheese grater in my bathroom as I did an AWESOME job of bloodying my
legs this morning. GROSS. Seriously, blood running down BOTH
shins. Jackson thought the large pieces
of red tissue paper stuck to my shins this morning was fascinating. I likely should have put pants on, but I was
running late and already had a skirt picked out for the day.
After herding the boys into the truck (this was actually one
of the easier parts of my day) I managed to drop my new water bottle (metal and
FULL of water) on to previously mentioned bleeding shin and eventually my foot
(clad only in sandals) OUCH …
@#&$*&@^$*@#.
Did I mention that I’m fighting Con Crud too? My throat feels like I’ve gargled with razor
blades (so THAT’S where the blades went and the reason I had to use the cheese
grater on my legs) … *sigh*.
Fortunately there were no disastrous accidents or traffic
delays on the way into work, but I did need to drop the truck off (we’ve been
trying to get it Eco-certified for my license renew – due next week) and I
informed the mechanic of my joyous ride home last time I picked it up (stalled
a dozen times going home during BRUTAL traffic)AND the engine light was still
on. I have until Friday to get this
sorted out or I’ll be taking transit to work!
He promptly informed me it may be time to call in a priest. NO! I
love my truck … fix it!
So, I finally get to work and one of my coworkers is parked
in my boss’ spot. Hmmmm apparently boss
is on vacation (again) and I haven’t seen him since July. He was off, and then I was off, now he’s off
again. He’s emailing me for updates as I’m
sure his boss is looking for them so that’s going to take a while to type out …
of course the answer to most of them is “I don’t know, let me catch up from
vacation”. It’s also deathly quiet in
the office. My two coworkers don’t
appear to be in a good mood, as neither is talking to the other (one is ALWAYS
in the other’s office gabbing) and neither are talking to me. Good news is, no one is bothering me while I catch
up, bad news is that the vibe in here is pretty negative.
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