I swear, I’m still alive. I’ve just been working an awful lot lately. In fact, I had to work today. In my many years of working, I have never had to work Christmas Eve before. I’ve been pretty lucky, working in industries that gave you time off on MLK Jr day, the entire 2 weeks during the holidays, and the summer solstice. Well perhaps not that last one, but you could probably work it out somehow with all of your carry over vacation days.
People kept asking what I was doing for the holidays this year. It’s called W-O-R-K. It seems to be just a blur of time spent at home and at work with a blur of consuming wine and chocolates. The latter at work and the former at home. I promise, although both seem to be necessary at times sitting in that small cube of mine after dealing with the amount of drama you only expect in a psychologist’s office.
I hope that Bella stops chewing up my parent’s christmas gifts of knitted socks. I’m hoping that I can get it to them before it gets warm again.
The only thing keeping me sane - our new beautiful 42″ Panasonic plasma with like 1080P something or another. I think that means that it’s able to answer 1080 of my 2000 emails I receive a day.
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