Ahhh, sweet, glorious Friday. Currently I am sitting at the computer desk at home. Ethan has just eaten a peice of my delicious leftover ”chocolate explosion” birthday cake from work (a day late, but much appreciated just the same!), and we’re all watching Blue’s Clues. As far as toddler t.v. goes, I highly recommend Blue’s Clues. It’s fun, educational, catchy, and does not induce parental seizures like, for example, The Doodlebops.
Drew cleaned the bathroom today. (!!!) That is officially A FIRST. Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, HUSBAND OF THE FUCKING YEAR. And to top it all off he mopped, too. He says he feels really bad for slacking off on my birthday. No, he’s not forgiven. Yes, I’m over it. My office got me a delectable chocolate cake from Whole Foods today, I’m finally on the final stretch of OPERATION:COUGH-SNEEZE-SNOT, today is Friday, and I’m three-quarters of the way through a very large glass of Merlot. I’m in a pretty good mood. Oh, and you guys are the Sweetest Sweets in all of Sweetville. Thanks for all the birthday well-wishes. All 5 of them.
Next week is my last week at work. I’ll be training the new chick all week long, something I do not look forward to. I hate training. I’m a freaking wreck. It’s nice when the new hire gets the hang of things and can take over, but then I just sit there, watch, and answer questions. Let’s be real here, shall we? A good (and I mean, um… VERY LARGE) portion of my time at work is spent surfing the ‘net. Reading ya’lls blogs. Logging my food into SparkPeople. (Oh, and for the record, today’s calories came in at exactly 1,566,456,788,156,888,120 because I ate fifteen peices of cake, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME AND A BIGGER WARDROBE!) Anyway, I bullshit a lot at work. If I’m not making wisecracks to people and dawdling in the breakroom over coffee, if I’m not crunching numbers and running project financial reports, if I’m not answering the phones and instant messaging people from other offices, if I’m not in report production mode or taking supply inventory, if I’m not rolling my eyes around in my head and sighing so loudly that all the world knows I HATE MY JOB BECAUSE I AM TOO SMART FOR THIS SHIT, you can bet your bottom dollar I am checking my email. Or surfing bodybuilding.com. Or reading your blog! And all of that gets taken away from me on my last week. I do plan on going out for drinks with a few coworkers for one last hurrah, which I’m really pretty overly excited about. But otherwise my last week is going to suck. I might cry. I’m leaving a great group of people who have become like family to me. They are really and truly the only friends I’ve made since moving to Louisiana almost 2 years ago. I know it’s the right thing to do, but that doesn’t make it much easier. I’m grateful for the opportunity they gave me and I wish them all the very best.
I really hope none of them read this blog. I’m pretty sure that I would have been fired long ago if they did.
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February 8, 2008 at 10:42 pm
Happy birthday for yesterday! *big hugs and kisses and lots of chocolate*
Oooo, D needs a little lesson in how to make a girl feel adored. AND he needs to set an example for Ethan on how to treat mum on her special day. NOT GOOD ENOUGH. Cleaning the bathroom is admirable, but flowers and jewellry are WAY more important. Jase got me a cool vege chopper thing for xmas, but even then I made a point that ‘this is nice but does not scream ‘you are a hot, sexy chick and I luuurve you,lets get naked now’. See, cleaning the bathroom does not say that either (unless he has ideas about what can happen in a clean bathroom.. maybe I’m just not giving him due credit after all
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