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Jun. 15th, 2015 11:22 amThe Monday I am having so far isn't the one I wanted. I should have known, when it started with Lily poking me in the eye and actually scratching my eyeball at 5:45, that it was going to be one of THOSE days.
My boss is in Texas, which means it's quiet around here, except that she keeps sending me emails and saying "do something with the attached document" and there's no document attached. I hope she's reading the emails I'm sending back that tell her there was no document attached, because it truly isn't my fault if this stuff doesn't get done on account of lack of documents. She knows that, too, so hopefully it's just a case of the Mondays that caught both of us. Some of it may be the fact that she's sending me things from her phone.
And it's raining, which is good because the local vegetation likes it, and (here's where I try to be optimistic) it's 55 and raining, which is good because it's not 45 and raining. That means I might be able to walk home tonight without falling straight into a hot bath the instant I get done feeding the cats. And I have to walk home tonight, because as of this morning I'm up to 152.6 lb, and that's at least 2.6 lb more than I want to be. (Cue inner four-year-old having a fit about going back down to 26 points from 32 for a couple of weeks, because it doesn't WANNA. My inner four-year-old likes its Wednesday coffee with cream.) I know I've been eating massive amounts of fruit lately, and should probably stop that, but the other side of my brain keeps saying "Oh, come on now, it's FRUIT. And it's pretty good fruit because it's almost summer. So eat fruit and be happy!"
At least it's creeping up on halfway through Monday, and it can't be Monday again until next week. Because I said so, that's why.
My boss is in Texas, which means it's quiet around here, except that she keeps sending me emails and saying "do something with the attached document" and there's no document attached. I hope she's reading the emails I'm sending back that tell her there was no document attached, because it truly isn't my fault if this stuff doesn't get done on account of lack of documents. She knows that, too, so hopefully it's just a case of the Mondays that caught both of us. Some of it may be the fact that she's sending me things from her phone.
And it's raining, which is good because the local vegetation likes it, and (here's where I try to be optimistic) it's 55 and raining, which is good because it's not 45 and raining. That means I might be able to walk home tonight without falling straight into a hot bath the instant I get done feeding the cats. And I have to walk home tonight, because as of this morning I'm up to 152.6 lb, and that's at least 2.6 lb more than I want to be. (Cue inner four-year-old having a fit about going back down to 26 points from 32 for a couple of weeks, because it doesn't WANNA. My inner four-year-old likes its Wednesday coffee with cream.) I know I've been eating massive amounts of fruit lately, and should probably stop that, but the other side of my brain keeps saying "Oh, come on now, it's FRUIT. And it's pretty good fruit because it's almost summer. So eat fruit and be happy!"
At least it's creeping up on halfway through Monday, and it can't be Monday again until next week. Because I said so, that's why.
