I've never been one for watching the debates. Like when I was a kid (in the days of there only being three channels to watch), when I hear there's a debate on, I sort of let out a slight 'groan' - ridiculous in this day and age 'cuz there's 125+ other channels to choose from, or the Internet. Or sleep. Or cleaning the kitchen. A myriad of 'other things' that I could do if, indeed, there's nothing on TV I want to watch.
But this election cycle, I just feel there's so much at stake, I can't not tune in. So we watch. We love the 'meter' thing that shows how the audience is responding to the answers. I know others detest it - but J. and I are information junkies - and we like 'watching' the meter reads.
Obama won. No doubt. And I'm glad for that. And more and more relieved and convinced that he is what we - this amazing country that is struggling at the moment - he is what we need. I'm sure of it.
And just so we're clear - John McCain, you are not my friend. Quit saying 'my friends' a gazillion times. You look moronic to assume that every single person listening to you thinks of you as a friend. At least 1/2 of America doesn't feel that way about you. So it's sort of condescending, rude and presumptuous. Cut it out. And quit referring to Obama as 'that one'. I don't think you meant it racially - I doubt you did. But that's how it comes across. DON'T DO THAT. It's just wrong. It's the first rule of public speaking - engage people. Don't piss them off.
I can't wait for the next/final debate - and I must be getting old 'cuz I never thought I'd be looking forward to watching a debate.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Monday, October 06, 2008
Market
So, I avoided reading anything about the world markets imploding. Have decided not to look at any brokerage statement for the next six months. Seriously. Why torture ourselves? I heard from someone 'you're OK if you plan to leave what you have where it is for at least five years' and since that definitely applies to us, I felt a bit relieved and vowed to just avoid looking at the steep decline - and instead, look forward to the steep incline somewhere down the road. It may be 'head in the sand' mentality, but it works for me...so I'm going with it.
I had a really bad night - as if my back/hip/muscle pain wasn't bad enough, I added some bladder stuff in for a more restless night. Went to the doctor this morning and he will send my urine off for a 'microscopic' exam (vs. the dip strip they use). And he reminded me that I am still to get the CT scan he ordered a month or more ago - it's on my list for during my week off. I hope. I can't actually find the order but I know it's on this desk somewhere. I will find it.
It was a relatively quiet Monday, all things considered. Getting my year-end stuff filed away and working on setting up all the State funds that we couldn't set up before 'cuz there was no State budget. It will be a busy week. Board meeting next week and a lot to get prepared for that - and then I'm off for most of that week and all of the week after, I hope. Planning to get caught up on the home front a bit. And maybe an afternoon of Jackson or a movie or something fun.
J. is stuck in a lot of traffic - it's after 7 and he's still not home. Dinner is ready (we've eaten). Baking some cookies since I'd already heated the oven and we have multiple packs of frozen cookie dough that we bought as part of a fundraiser. We are 'living off the land' - meaning when J. said he was going to Costco this evening, I declined giving him any list. Told him I've decided to stay the heck away from Costco. Use Smart & Final and the 'regular' grocery store instead. It will save us a fortune - avoiding the zillions of things I didn't know I needed or wanted until I see them. Which I won't if I don't set foot in that place. I can still get gas there 'cuz it's the best price in town.
Don't watch the stock market. And vote Obama for America!
I had a really bad night - as if my back/hip/muscle pain wasn't bad enough, I added some bladder stuff in for a more restless night. Went to the doctor this morning and he will send my urine off for a 'microscopic' exam (vs. the dip strip they use). And he reminded me that I am still to get the CT scan he ordered a month or more ago - it's on my list for during my week off. I hope. I can't actually find the order but I know it's on this desk somewhere. I will find it.
It was a relatively quiet Monday, all things considered. Getting my year-end stuff filed away and working on setting up all the State funds that we couldn't set up before 'cuz there was no State budget. It will be a busy week. Board meeting next week and a lot to get prepared for that - and then I'm off for most of that week and all of the week after, I hope. Planning to get caught up on the home front a bit. And maybe an afternoon of Jackson or a movie or something fun.
J. is stuck in a lot of traffic - it's after 7 and he's still not home. Dinner is ready (we've eaten). Baking some cookies since I'd already heated the oven and we have multiple packs of frozen cookie dough that we bought as part of a fundraiser. We are 'living off the land' - meaning when J. said he was going to Costco this evening, I declined giving him any list. Told him I've decided to stay the heck away from Costco. Use Smart & Final and the 'regular' grocery store instead. It will save us a fortune - avoiding the zillions of things I didn't know I needed or wanted until I see them. Which I won't if I don't set foot in that place. I can still get gas there 'cuz it's the best price in town.
Don't watch the stock market. And vote Obama for America!
Sunday, October 05, 2008
Musings
Since my entire premise for this blog was musings, that will be today's title. And it will be a compilation of random thoughts. Apologies in advance....
First, B. has announced that he wants to attend medical school. Now I know what you're thinking....'oh, you must be so proud'. Um, yeah. I'm proud of him. I know him - and if that's what he's determined to do, I have no doubt he will do it. Once he sets his mind to something, he does not let go. The kid is a fantastic musician who had absolutely no sense of rhythm and appeared to be tone deaf as a toddler - and now look at him. So, uh, yeah, he could be a doctor. And he might. I let him know that I completely support his endeavors and have absolutely no doubt he can do it, if that's what he really wants to do. However, his motivation for doing it is money. Doctors make a lot of money - and it's true, they do. But they do that AFTER years of struggling. And mountains of debt to get through med school. And because I'm his mom, I reminded him of that....because it's the truth. And I suggested that if he's doing it because he loves what he's doing, then it's all good. And the way to see about that is to go to college as a pre-med major and see how it goes. The first four years are 'on us'. After that, it's all him. There's absolutely no way we will be paying for medical school. No way. So it will take a lot of motivation and hard work on his part to make that dream a reality. Secretly, I think he will do it - I think he's born to do it. I've known from the minute he was conceived that he is no ordinary child - trust me on that. He is destined for something far beyond a normal life. ....I just don't know what that destiny is, yet. But I know it is destiny and trust it to play out as it should. Rock on, B.
H. reminded me a couple days ago that he'll be driving in a month - time to get his permit in November, around Thanksgiving. Within a few days after making that proclamation, he approached me to OPEN THE PLASTIC WRAP surrounding a package of frozen cookie dough. I sent him back to the kitchen to figure it out for himself and issued the gentle reminder that if he thought I was going to allow him behind the wheel of a CAR in a month, he really needed to figure out how to REMOVE PLASTIC WRAP from a package of frozen dough. Oh, and be able to turn on the oven, put the dough on a cookie sheet and make his own darn cookies. Again - not because I can't. But because holy heck - he's going to be DRIVING IN A MONTH and still regularly asks us to make him food. Good grief! He said 'it's not the same thing'. I said 'you're absolutely right it's not the same thing. It's PLASTIC WRAP vs. DRIVING A MACHINE THAT ACCELERATES TO 100MPH+ IN ABOUT A MINUTE - AND YOU HAVE TO STEER, SIGNAL, BRAKE, USE THE GAS PEDAL AND A WHOLE HOST OF OTHER STUFF ALL BY YOURSELF...WHILE AVOIDING OTHER CARS, PEDESTRIANS, PAYING ATTENTION TO STREET LIGHTS, ROAD CONDITIONS, TRAFFIC, ETC. So get yourself into the kitchen and make your cookies. It's good practice for driving. Arghh.
J. has been taking excellent care of me this weekend. I am still incredibly sore. Though I did get a lot of sleep last night, thanks to the over the counter sleep aid Doxylamine Succinate - it (Simply Sleep, Unisom, etc.) worked like a charm and I slept great. All night. And most of the day, too. So ...that's good. I needed it. I am one lucky lady to have a hubby who holds down the home front when I'm MIA.
H's girlfriend (who is NOT the girl that invited him to Girls Treat - he is going to that dance with another girl who is a 'friend'. Not his girlfriend 'cuz she doesn't go to his school.) is here and has spent the afternoon with us. And dinner. And is still here. Which is fine, except her mother is so incredibly protective that she rarely lets her come over. And yet today, she's been here for close to 7 hours and we have no idea when she'll be picked up. She's a sweet girl. Pleasure to have around. But it's bed time around here shortly. Oh well. [She just left. She is really a nice young lady and if I had a daughter, I'd be carefully watching over her all the time also, so I completely understand her mom].
While she was here, we hear a 'uh, Dad, could you please come to the kitchen'. The door handle to the refrigerator compartment completely fell off. We can still open it, but by grabbing the top of the door and pulling. Sears has been called and they'll be out on Friday, which is the earliest day they could come that one of us would be home to let them in. I think we have a service warranty on it - I hope.
The only errand I ran today was to the pet store for pet food. And I bought the large size bag of cat show 'cuz there was a $10 mail in rebate - but lifting that bag hurt a lot. And it was a mistake and definitely not worth $10. Now, in addition to my lower back pain, I have upper back pain. So I'll be taking medicine again to get to sleep - only I'll take 1/2 tonight so I hopefully won't be comatose at work tomorrow. That would be bad.
J. has been continuing to work on the music play lists for the reception - progress has been made. We got all the 'party cd's' I ordered from Amazon.com and he's adding songs from those CDs as well. I still have no idea what we're going to wear to the wedding - but we have music!
The audit team has left the building (at work) which means this will be a relatively 'calm' week, as weeks go. I have plenty to do in prep for our next Board meeting - and just general 'stuff' that's all been moved to the back burner during year end time. So plenty to do. But I don't think I'll feel compelled to go in at the crack of dawn this week. Try to get there by 7:30 and home by 5 - still longer days, but that's normal for me. Have a lot to do pre-vacation, in order to take the week off after our trip to Phoenix that I desperately want to take off.
Like most of America, we are feeling the 'squeeze' of higher prices. We are fine, completely fine. But I feel compelled to work harder at cutting expenses; watching our savings like a hawk.; etc. We didn't go to Costco - and we're trying to go as infrequently as possible because we spend too much when we go there. We've been using Smart and Final more, which has much of the same selection and fewer 'impulse' buy items. S&F has the food that we need at better prices than the grocery stores - but they don't have aisle after aisle of Christmas stuff, electronics, clothing, tools, appliances, books, etc. that tempt you as you shop. It's one of the biggest budget changes we could make - less Costco shopping. It's helping a bit. So is the 2nd hybrid - I am noticing we are spending far less on gas.
OK - musings over for now. Boring, I know. Sorry. It's just my life - such as it is. Thanks for reading - have a great week!
First, B. has announced that he wants to attend medical school. Now I know what you're thinking....'oh, you must be so proud'. Um, yeah. I'm proud of him. I know him - and if that's what he's determined to do, I have no doubt he will do it. Once he sets his mind to something, he does not let go. The kid is a fantastic musician who had absolutely no sense of rhythm and appeared to be tone deaf as a toddler - and now look at him. So, uh, yeah, he could be a doctor. And he might. I let him know that I completely support his endeavors and have absolutely no doubt he can do it, if that's what he really wants to do. However, his motivation for doing it is money. Doctors make a lot of money - and it's true, they do. But they do that AFTER years of struggling. And mountains of debt to get through med school. And because I'm his mom, I reminded him of that....because it's the truth. And I suggested that if he's doing it because he loves what he's doing, then it's all good. And the way to see about that is to go to college as a pre-med major and see how it goes. The first four years are 'on us'. After that, it's all him. There's absolutely no way we will be paying for medical school. No way. So it will take a lot of motivation and hard work on his part to make that dream a reality. Secretly, I think he will do it - I think he's born to do it. I've known from the minute he was conceived that he is no ordinary child - trust me on that. He is destined for something far beyond a normal life. ....I just don't know what that destiny is, yet. But I know it is destiny and trust it to play out as it should. Rock on, B.
H. reminded me a couple days ago that he'll be driving in a month - time to get his permit in November, around Thanksgiving. Within a few days after making that proclamation, he approached me to OPEN THE PLASTIC WRAP surrounding a package of frozen cookie dough. I sent him back to the kitchen to figure it out for himself and issued the gentle reminder that if he thought I was going to allow him behind the wheel of a CAR in a month, he really needed to figure out how to REMOVE PLASTIC WRAP from a package of frozen dough. Oh, and be able to turn on the oven, put the dough on a cookie sheet and make his own darn cookies. Again - not because I can't. But because holy heck - he's going to be DRIVING IN A MONTH and still regularly asks us to make him food. Good grief! He said 'it's not the same thing'. I said 'you're absolutely right it's not the same thing. It's PLASTIC WRAP vs. DRIVING A MACHINE THAT ACCELERATES TO 100MPH+ IN ABOUT A MINUTE - AND YOU HAVE TO STEER, SIGNAL, BRAKE, USE THE GAS PEDAL AND A WHOLE HOST OF OTHER STUFF ALL BY YOURSELF...WHILE AVOIDING OTHER CARS, PEDESTRIANS, PAYING ATTENTION TO STREET LIGHTS, ROAD CONDITIONS, TRAFFIC, ETC. So get yourself into the kitchen and make your cookies. It's good practice for driving. Arghh.
J. has been taking excellent care of me this weekend. I am still incredibly sore. Though I did get a lot of sleep last night, thanks to the over the counter sleep aid Doxylamine Succinate - it (Simply Sleep, Unisom, etc.) worked like a charm and I slept great. All night. And most of the day, too. So ...that's good. I needed it. I am one lucky lady to have a hubby who holds down the home front when I'm MIA.
H's girlfriend (who is NOT the girl that invited him to Girls Treat - he is going to that dance with another girl who is a 'friend'. Not his girlfriend 'cuz she doesn't go to his school.) is here and has spent the afternoon with us. And dinner. And is still here. Which is fine, except her mother is so incredibly protective that she rarely lets her come over. And yet today, she's been here for close to 7 hours and we have no idea when she'll be picked up. She's a sweet girl. Pleasure to have around. But it's bed time around here shortly. Oh well. [She just left. She is really a nice young lady and if I had a daughter, I'd be carefully watching over her all the time also, so I completely understand her mom].
While she was here, we hear a 'uh, Dad, could you please come to the kitchen'. The door handle to the refrigerator compartment completely fell off. We can still open it, but by grabbing the top of the door and pulling. Sears has been called and they'll be out on Friday, which is the earliest day they could come that one of us would be home to let them in. I think we have a service warranty on it - I hope.
The only errand I ran today was to the pet store for pet food. And I bought the large size bag of cat show 'cuz there was a $10 mail in rebate - but lifting that bag hurt a lot. And it was a mistake and definitely not worth $10. Now, in addition to my lower back pain, I have upper back pain. So I'll be taking medicine again to get to sleep - only I'll take 1/2 tonight so I hopefully won't be comatose at work tomorrow. That would be bad.
J. has been continuing to work on the music play lists for the reception - progress has been made. We got all the 'party cd's' I ordered from Amazon.com and he's adding songs from those CDs as well. I still have no idea what we're going to wear to the wedding - but we have music!
The audit team has left the building (at work) which means this will be a relatively 'calm' week, as weeks go. I have plenty to do in prep for our next Board meeting - and just general 'stuff' that's all been moved to the back burner during year end time. So plenty to do. But I don't think I'll feel compelled to go in at the crack of dawn this week. Try to get there by 7:30 and home by 5 - still longer days, but that's normal for me. Have a lot to do pre-vacation, in order to take the week off after our trip to Phoenix that I desperately want to take off.
Like most of America, we are feeling the 'squeeze' of higher prices. We are fine, completely fine. But I feel compelled to work harder at cutting expenses; watching our savings like a hawk.; etc. We didn't go to Costco - and we're trying to go as infrequently as possible because we spend too much when we go there. We've been using Smart and Final more, which has much of the same selection and fewer 'impulse' buy items. S&F has the food that we need at better prices than the grocery stores - but they don't have aisle after aisle of Christmas stuff, electronics, clothing, tools, appliances, books, etc. that tempt you as you shop. It's one of the biggest budget changes we could make - less Costco shopping. It's helping a bit. So is the 2nd hybrid - I am noticing we are spending far less on gas.
OK - musings over for now. Boring, I know. Sorry. It's just my life - such as it is. Thanks for reading - have a great week!
Saturday, October 04, 2008
Game
The football game/snack bar gig has kicked my butt. Seriously. There were close to 5,000 people there last night - and our lines were long ALL NIGHT. We don't open until 5 - but we started selling 'easy' things (candy, popcorn, soda) at 4 - and could have sold burgers, hot dogs and pizzas then as well, if we'd have them ready.
I am so sore today, I can barely move. And that same soreness kept me awake all night. I think I finally dozed off around 4AM - got up at 8:30. I'm still in my PJs and I just finished dinner - 'cuz I've been in bed off and on all day. Holy Crap. I cannot do this every other week and then take days to recover.
I think I've figured out the 'issue' - I just have to figure out how to implement the correction plan.
We sign up in shifts. I've always signed up for the early shift on the theory that I can come in around 4, help set up, work until 8ish and be done. And that would work - EXCEPT that it's so busy, and so many other folks don't show up on time, I keep working. And working. I was on my feet, moving heavy boxes, working the window, washing/scrubbing dishes, etc. for seven hours straight. And that was after I had arrived in my office at just after 6AM. I left work around 1:30ish, came home and tried to power nap for a bit (unsuccessful) and then grabbed something to eat at Quizno's (hadn't eaten anything but yogurt all day) and headed to the high school. The set up was a lot of work, but the time goes quickly. It's a fun group and we work well together - especially those of us on the set up shift.
I'm going to have to somehow, someway LEAVE at the end of my shift. I just have to. It irritates the heck out of me how some folks are showing up at 7ish or 8ish - and then they just work the windows until the game's over - while the rest of us - the same group of people who had set up the place - start cleaning up. Moving boxes into the store room; tearing down boxes into the recycle bin; putting away food; scrubbing heavy pans; taking down the soda machines and cleaning every nook and cranny to prevent ants. It was a hell of a lot of work - and I don't mind working hard. I DO work hard - as anyone in our club will tell you. But oh my gosh - I cannot do 7 or 8 hours of that - or I will pay for it, like I did today. I am so sore...so exhausted.
I just ate some sushi for dinner (J. picked it up) and I'm heading back upstairs soon. Hoping I can find one comfortable position that will let me sleep.
I will miss the next game 'cuz I'll be in Phoenix for my sister's wedding. I'm sorry to miss it - but secretly, relieved.
I arrived home at 10:30 - J. had fired up the hot tub (after I phoned to ask him to thinking a hot soak would help). I was basically walking by 'shuffling' - so sore, I could barely move. Dropped a friend off at her house - hot tubbed with the family for an hour (my patience for my children's hot tub conversation is limited - things like how they will 'better' discipline their kids by spanking them; H. wants a motorcycle....or a car....soon....; etc. . I finally realized it was no longer fun to listen to them and got out. Headed upstairs shortly after, got straight into bed - and did not sleep. Hips, feet, back, legs - ached and ached. Took ibuprofen - and was still in pain.
Tomorrow will be better.
I am so sore today, I can barely move. And that same soreness kept me awake all night. I think I finally dozed off around 4AM - got up at 8:30. I'm still in my PJs and I just finished dinner - 'cuz I've been in bed off and on all day. Holy Crap. I cannot do this every other week and then take days to recover.
I think I've figured out the 'issue' - I just have to figure out how to implement the correction plan.
We sign up in shifts. I've always signed up for the early shift on the theory that I can come in around 4, help set up, work until 8ish and be done. And that would work - EXCEPT that it's so busy, and so many other folks don't show up on time, I keep working. And working. I was on my feet, moving heavy boxes, working the window, washing/scrubbing dishes, etc. for seven hours straight. And that was after I had arrived in my office at just after 6AM. I left work around 1:30ish, came home and tried to power nap for a bit (unsuccessful) and then grabbed something to eat at Quizno's (hadn't eaten anything but yogurt all day) and headed to the high school. The set up was a lot of work, but the time goes quickly. It's a fun group and we work well together - especially those of us on the set up shift.
I'm going to have to somehow, someway LEAVE at the end of my shift. I just have to. It irritates the heck out of me how some folks are showing up at 7ish or 8ish - and then they just work the windows until the game's over - while the rest of us - the same group of people who had set up the place - start cleaning up. Moving boxes into the store room; tearing down boxes into the recycle bin; putting away food; scrubbing heavy pans; taking down the soda machines and cleaning every nook and cranny to prevent ants. It was a hell of a lot of work - and I don't mind working hard. I DO work hard - as anyone in our club will tell you. But oh my gosh - I cannot do 7 or 8 hours of that - or I will pay for it, like I did today. I am so sore...so exhausted.
I just ate some sushi for dinner (J. picked it up) and I'm heading back upstairs soon. Hoping I can find one comfortable position that will let me sleep.
I will miss the next game 'cuz I'll be in Phoenix for my sister's wedding. I'm sorry to miss it - but secretly, relieved.
I arrived home at 10:30 - J. had fired up the hot tub (after I phoned to ask him to thinking a hot soak would help). I was basically walking by 'shuffling' - so sore, I could barely move. Dropped a friend off at her house - hot tubbed with the family for an hour (my patience for my children's hot tub conversation is limited - things like how they will 'better' discipline their kids by spanking them; H. wants a motorcycle....or a car....soon....; etc. . I finally realized it was no longer fun to listen to them and got out. Headed upstairs shortly after, got straight into bed - and did not sleep. Hips, feet, back, legs - ached and ached. Took ibuprofen - and was still in pain.
Tomorrow will be better.
Thursday, October 02, 2008
Girls Treat
This greeted me upon my arrival home today. Thankfully, J. had given me a 'heads up' call - saying (as I apologized profusely for still being at work after he's home - THAT is a sure sign I'm really late) - he said 'no, no not that. I just want you to NOT open the garage door when you come home'. I said, hesitantly 'um, OK. Why'? As my mind imagined what horrific things could be behind that door - something smashed to bits? An animal we are trying to keep contained (and it certainly couldn't be Chloe 'cuz she's obnoxious but hardly anything that necessitates keeping her in the garage)? A flood? Locusts? He said 'H.'s invitation to Girls Treat is on the garage door and I want you to see it'.
Isn't it 'sweet'? I think it's so nice of her to do that for him. Of course, he's being totally 'cool' about it - it's a guy thing, I guess. He will need a tux - but hopefully, most of the other expenses involved will be 'her treat'. That feels strange to me - but I'm hoping I can resist the urge to offer to 'pitch in'. B.'s prom last Spring cost us close to $750 by the time it was all 'done'. So it would be nice to NOT have to shell out that kind of $$ this time.
It says 'out of all the fishes in the sea, I chose you. Will you go to Girls Treat with me'?
I know he's a terrific 'catch' and I'm glad it's not just me who thinks that.
Croutons
I'm eating a lettuce less salad - just beets and croutons - while I wait for dinner to come out of the oven. I am famished.
It's also convenient 'cuz I eat the beets when Joe Biden is speaking and I eat the croutons when Sarah Palin is speaking - so I don't have to hear her speak.
I will give her this: she is less grating and obnoxious than McCain was in his debate last week. He grated on my every nerve, like finger nails on a chalkboard.
She just makes me thankful God invented croutons.
Update post-debate:
OK - she didn't suck. I was 'impressed' and by that, I think I mean I really thought she might fall flat on her face and she didn't. And I give her a lot of credit for that.
And, her 'style' - her easy-going, communicative, friendly style is what I was 'missing' in Hilary. Hilary never felt 'real'. Sarah feels very 'real' - she seems sincere, and well-intentioned. And I like her for that.
I'm not voting for her 'cuz her running mate is a buffoon. But I don't dislike her. And she deserves a lot of credit for that - 'cuz I've really tried not to like her and I can't bring myself to do that.
It's also convenient 'cuz I eat the beets when Joe Biden is speaking and I eat the croutons when Sarah Palin is speaking - so I don't have to hear her speak.
I will give her this: she is less grating and obnoxious than McCain was in his debate last week. He grated on my every nerve, like finger nails on a chalkboard.
She just makes me thankful God invented croutons.
Update post-debate:
OK - she didn't suck. I was 'impressed' and by that, I think I mean I really thought she might fall flat on her face and she didn't. And I give her a lot of credit for that.
And, her 'style' - her easy-going, communicative, friendly style is what I was 'missing' in Hilary. Hilary never felt 'real'. Sarah feels very 'real' - she seems sincere, and well-intentioned. And I like her for that.
I'm not voting for her 'cuz her running mate is a buffoon. But I don't dislike her. And she deserves a lot of credit for that - 'cuz I've really tried not to like her and I can't bring myself to do that.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Gold
Finally! I just got an email offer from Starbucks to join their Starbucks Gold program. They're sending me a special card that will get me 10% off my order. It's rolling out to the public soon - and they sent emails (I presume) to people like me who have registered their Starbucks card and/or have automatic refill set up on their card. I've been thinking lately 'they should have a frequent purchaser program of some kind' - as I drove through the drive for my 3rd iced tea of the day.
I was on my way to help bag ice for the big game this weekend - we move ice from the gigantic ice machine (picture the biggest hotel ice machine you've ever seen - this one's bigger) into bags and into the freezer. Then the machine will fill up again between now and the game so we'll have plenty of ice.
I had to rush home from work when B. had a little accident. I called home to see if B. would be able to come to my office and pick up a ton of leftover Chinese food I had from lunch - enough to feed the two of them dinner. And when his brother tossed him the phone, he missed it and it clipped him above his eye - so he said 'Mom, I need to call you back 'cuz I'm bleeding from a head wound'. Great. So I checked in with the audit team (still there) and told them I would lock the door on my way out and reminded them to leave by 6 so they wouldn't get locked in when the preschool closed the gate. So, I took B. to the clinic just to be sure - I didn't think it needed stitches, but it was in a spot that was hard to know - it didn't. He just needed a tetanus shot, since he hadn't had one since we've been with this doctor.
He's fine - and it worked out well 'cuz I hadn't had anything but a bathroom break all day and I was ready to stop for the day. The conversion entries led to working on depreciation - it was a long, LONG day....and I am beat. Still have a lot more to do. I already warned J. that if I awaken at 3AM like I did today, I'm getting up and heading in as early as I possibly can. My desk is a disaster zone and I have a lot of deadlines looming that aren't audit related, which I need to get to. Just typing that sentence makes my stomach knot up - just so many things to take care of. One deadline after another after another - all looming over my head like a dark net waiting to drop on me and trap me forever. That's how it feels, anyway. It will pass.
Dirty, Sexy Money is on so gotta go!
I was on my way to help bag ice for the big game this weekend - we move ice from the gigantic ice machine (picture the biggest hotel ice machine you've ever seen - this one's bigger) into bags and into the freezer. Then the machine will fill up again between now and the game so we'll have plenty of ice.
I had to rush home from work when B. had a little accident. I called home to see if B. would be able to come to my office and pick up a ton of leftover Chinese food I had from lunch - enough to feed the two of them dinner. And when his brother tossed him the phone, he missed it and it clipped him above his eye - so he said 'Mom, I need to call you back 'cuz I'm bleeding from a head wound'. Great. So I checked in with the audit team (still there) and told them I would lock the door on my way out and reminded them to leave by 6 so they wouldn't get locked in when the preschool closed the gate. So, I took B. to the clinic just to be sure - I didn't think it needed stitches, but it was in a spot that was hard to know - it didn't. He just needed a tetanus shot, since he hadn't had one since we've been with this doctor.
He's fine - and it worked out well 'cuz I hadn't had anything but a bathroom break all day and I was ready to stop for the day. The conversion entries led to working on depreciation - it was a long, LONG day....and I am beat. Still have a lot more to do. I already warned J. that if I awaken at 3AM like I did today, I'm getting up and heading in as early as I possibly can. My desk is a disaster zone and I have a lot of deadlines looming that aren't audit related, which I need to get to. Just typing that sentence makes my stomach knot up - just so many things to take care of. One deadline after another after another - all looming over my head like a dark net waiting to drop on me and trap me forever. That's how it feels, anyway. It will pass.
Dirty, Sexy Money is on so gotta go!
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