Well I am back to work tonight... Need i say more.
Anyhow, my darling husband was suppposed to bring me dinner right.
Then when he calls me, he cooking dinner but sick as hell. Cant keep both eyes open too long, cant breath normal. And of course, the toilet paper balls are in his nose...
So in conclusion there is no way that he can bring me dinner. But have fun at work, and he'll see me in the morning when he picks me up.
He promised that he would make a decent breakfast but at 9:00 in the morning I am too tired to take my shoes off, let alone eat.
Now dont take this the wrong way, I am not bitching about it. I am just starving.
My company just got 35-40 new people between today and yesterday and of course no one else in my section could put the information on the newcomers into our database.
Geuss what I get to do tonight? And it is a good bit of info on each. And that is about how my poor desk looks. Not even adding what my other desk looks like! Of joy.
My head is spinning, darn kids in the house keep getting sick along with their parents who cant keep anything straight. So now my husband is sick, and it looks like I am working that way.
Sad thing is I used to never get sick. If I did it was very few and very far between. Then again it was never the petty cold or anything. No, I was plagued for getting the temperatures that would reach my limit. (106.8 was the highest I'd gotten so far) With the total body aches and pains.......
But now, I have a cold and it is annoying, I don't see how people deal with this bs. I want to slap someone across the head, and I know exactly who I would if I could... But i wont, I am too nice for that.
So my husband is asleep. I have no one to talk and I cant call anyone.
And it seems that I have adopted this place to be my safe haven, and retreat.
And this has probably bored you too tears, if you made it thus far.
Christine
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