So we're at hump dayyyyy.... (admit it you said it that way!) My girls' group paperwork is 8/10's done. And that is a good thing. I have to walk one lady through her report, that took me with address look up 15 minutes. Yeah.
I should have that portion of the madness all done by the weekend, mailed and shipped off to places it needs to go.
Carpool Buddy begged off today due to lack of sleep and major pain issue, so I looked at the positive and figured I can get the luncheon shopping done tonight, and to the lodge and its one less thing tomorrow night, post interview.
I was frankly looking forward to not driving into work today, as apparently it was night of crappy sleep. I fell asleep on the couch before 9 PM, woke at 10:30, and headed to bed. Only to here the dog cry an hour later after Bubba came to bed. She made it up one set of stairs but couldn't do the second. So, we brought her upstairs to sleep in the bedroom like she has done up until the last week. Getting her back down the stairs is the fun part. Anyway laid there tossed and turned and wondered why my brain which takes such delight in napping most of my working day decides it's time at midnight to ponder the meaning of life and it's various incantations.
I finally did drift off, and in what felt like 10 minutes later, the alarm went off... it wasn't until I was getting out of the shower that I got the text of no Carpool Buddy. Probably a good thing, there was a big temptation not to leave my bed this morning. That would have been an issue as there are 3 of us that can produce a morning report, due before 7:15 AM every morning, me and carpool Buddy are 2 my office mate is 3 and he's out today getting a root canal. Ouch.
So I made my way in, got things tended, after a quick email search for the new report instructions - its been a while. Got the report run, got things updated and got things out and on time... yeah me.
I've gotten emails out, did my report, and got things tended. Productive morning.
As I mentioned, Shelby has figured out the stairs -- up. Down not so much. But her wanting to be where we are, shows me that she's on the mend. She actually tried to move her blankets around last night. All good things. She goes back Monday to have the staples removed. Still not happy with that moving of the elbow thing... that will become a fight I fear. She's eating and drinking standing up, and we're getting back into a regular routine, all good - good things. What a difference 9 days make.
And to finish off this bit of random musings today a small rant... cleaning lady comes today, I make sure the dishes are out of the sink the night before... darling butthead makes some crack about her coming and the only time I clean up. If it weren't for 40 people and a weekend planned and paid for - I gave serious thought to murder - at least grievous injury. Yes Bubba because those meals, dishes, cut veggies and fruit and lunch supplies just magically appear in the fridge along with the magic laundry fairy and the handle every-freaking-else fairy.
Her name is Aunt Ing.
I need to put a bug into someone's ear that my husband might acutally listen to - so that eliminates anyone we're related to -- he needs to do something nice for his wife. Especially since he failed at Christmas... yeah that and I'm the next powerball winner...
Off to stare at my screen for a while. Productive am I.
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