Wednesday, September 05, 2007
Some days are just . . . not my favorite
Like today. Today was not my favorite day. I got to work and there's servers crashing every time I blink. Then I was cleaning up some untidiness from that and other issues and dealing with developers who really should have been more chilled but weren't. Then more work, you know, crap and stuff. I left the office a bit late and went to pick up a game for my son, he'd pre-paid and pre-ordered the thing and today was The Day, which meant I got home later than usual. My brother and his wife were visiting, which was nice, except I was hoping to get some work done, which didn't happen. Nice visit though. My sister-in-law and I love the same tea so it was nice to chat and drink Yogi Egyptian Licorice Tea. Then I had to cook dinner only I got distracted and there was this alarming little fire for a brief period. Remarkably, nothing actually burned. Dinner got cooked, the Darling Child got fed, then I thought, Yes! At last! I can sit and get some work done. Which I would have done only there were all these bills to pay (I pay mine and my parents) and wouldn't you know, some bills were complicated because billing addresses had changed, and other bills were ending so I had to make sure no more payments were sent and others had been paid but never credited, and I had to deal with all that. Sheesh!
So now it's 8:34 and Rats! I forgot!! I have to go start the laundry.
> > > >
OK, so now the laundry's started. Anyway, then my other brother called, the one who's getting married Saturday and said he hoped my son had Khakis and a collared shirt for the wedding. Well, the answer is no, he doesn't. But the DC has a soccer scrimmage in another town on Thursday and practice Friday evening and we have to leave by 9:00 am Saturday to get to where the wedding is, so when exactly I'm supposed to get clothes for my son I really don't know. Not that this town has 16 or 18 slims anywhere. I guess tomorrow evening sometime. Note: Please do NOT point out that I should have realized my son should have had wedding-suitable clothing long before now. I didn't even know until yesterday exactly where the dang wedding was going to be held. Well, that was an amazing bit of sleight of hand, conflating an unknown location with an inability to obtain wedding clothing. To be honest, the days just all got away from me, and besides we were at the soccer tournament all weekend.
Right. So now it's 8:43 and I'm going to try to get SOMETHING done on Scandal. Yesterday went well.
Oh, wait. Yesterday I finished Julia Quinn's The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever and I LOVED this book. Quinn at her amusing best. Everyone go read this romance and next week we'll all have a chat about it.
Now I'm going to write.
So now it's 8:34 and Rats! I forgot!! I have to go start the laundry.
> > > >
OK, so now the laundry's started. Anyway, then my other brother called, the one who's getting married Saturday and said he hoped my son had Khakis and a collared shirt for the wedding. Well, the answer is no, he doesn't. But the DC has a soccer scrimmage in another town on Thursday and practice Friday evening and we have to leave by 9:00 am Saturday to get to where the wedding is, so when exactly I'm supposed to get clothes for my son I really don't know. Not that this town has 16 or 18 slims anywhere. I guess tomorrow evening sometime. Note: Please do NOT point out that I should have realized my son should have had wedding-suitable clothing long before now. I didn't even know until yesterday exactly where the dang wedding was going to be held. Well, that was an amazing bit of sleight of hand, conflating an unknown location with an inability to obtain wedding clothing. To be honest, the days just all got away from me, and besides we were at the soccer tournament all weekend.
Right. So now it's 8:43 and I'm going to try to get SOMETHING done on Scandal. Yesterday went well.
Oh, wait. Yesterday I finished Julia Quinn's The Secret Diaries of Miss Miranda Cheever and I LOVED this book. Quinn at her amusing best. Everyone go read this romance and next week we'll all have a chat about it.
Now I'm going to write.
Labels: reading, Scandal, writing
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