I am back. Well, kind of back. You will have to take it easy on me today because I am only working with half a brain here. Right now, I am that person at work who is blowing her nose incredibly loud, coughing into her elbow and purelling herself to death. Yep that's me. But let me tell you, I am 99 times better than I was on Wednesday and Thursday when I kept this crap at home. I had tons of stuff to do today so I had to bring my booty into the office. Funny how not too many people have come to my desk with their usual wants and needs...instead I have a phone full of voice mails and emails coming out the wazoo. I am getting it done though and wouldn't you know telling y'all about it is making me feel even better. Tonight I am making clean sheets happen and maybe I can attack the laundry monster that has reappeared in my room during my time out. Somehow laundry monster junior came along too (me thinks Miss B brought her basket in my room so mine would have a little company).
Went to lunch just now and realized that I can get pretty short fuzed when I am not feeling fantastic. While waiting in line for Subway, the Mr began to whistle. About 15 seconds later I threatened to rip his lips off if the whistling didn't stop. -Silence- The guy standing in front of me quietly edged away closer to the counter. Then we all waited and waited and waited.
You gotta love Subway the only place I know of where they count out everything you order....even the napkins. Finally I could see the reason for all of the line traffic. -The guy putting the veggies on the sandwiches was so freakin' slow. Now I know they like to think of themselves as "sandwich artists" but you'd think this guy thought he was Leonardo da Vinci or something with each veggie carefully placed, evenly spaced, and god help you if something fell out of place because he would rearrange the entire thing. All I want is someone who can just grab a handful of whatever I ask for and throw it on the bread, put some dressing on it and wrap it up so I can pay and be on my way. **The upside of this. My sandwich tasted pretty good and I got an orange soda. Orange Fanta always makes me happy :)
Sorry for all the gripes. There are many more things I am jumping with joy about but it feels wrong to lump such great things in with a Gripey Gerty post. So I'll get back with you tomorrow. Until then, wishes to all for a good weekend!