We now resume regularly scheduled programming. If I tried to live up to the kind words people have said about my last few entries, I might never write again. This isn’t a political blog (or a “blog” at all). It’s supposed to be about what’s going on, in my life and in my head. So guess you can tell where my head has been, at least, for the last week.
Here’s where I usually broadcast all my various complaints of the day, including the fact that it’s Monday, and the other fact that I didn’t get enough sleep last night, and whatever slights I feel from the people I work with, who make promises and then don’t keep them. (Thank goodness they’re not running the country. Or are they? If so, not for long.)
But you don’t want to hear about it any more than I want to rehash it. It all ended well anyway, or as well as it possibly could. Sure, I didn’t get the time cards until four o’clock this afternoon, even though I’d been expecting them first thing this morning. And sure, I had to do the payroll tonight, because I’m going to be gone all day tomorrow. But it only took a couple of hours, and I was finished by seven, even though I had serious problems with the printer that made me want to chuck it out the window. So it’s not even really worth thinking about any more. |