Tuesday, March 15, 2016

Set me up and watch me unwind.

I felt like I had something to say earlier, but it seems to have escaped me. Therefore this post is going to be a sort of stream-of-consciousness ramble.

Right at this moment (15.15 on Tuesday afternoon), my biggest dilemma is currently whether or not to have another cup of coffee.

I think I will. Hold on while I go next door and steal the kettle....

.........

Why does the second cup of coffee of the day never taste as good as the first?

I need the coffee to resist the little box of horrors we received from the office supply people today.



So I had a lovely weekend upstate with Lil Bro#2. We didn't do much--some antique shopping, finding places to eat (there is very little up there in the way of culinary experiences), and walking around Letchworth State Park. Check out the photos, that place is amazing.


The white & red house at the end of the photo album is apparently haunted, so let me know if you spot any ghosts hanging about.

  
When I returned to the office yesterday (after taking only one day off), I had to sort my way through this:



I also had a surprise waiting for me from one of our nicer clients ("Broken Lots of Mirrors" category)


This thing is the size of a football. And in total contains about 4,000 calories of Brazilian chocolate.

  
I've had a very small piece so far, but in all honesty I'm still feeling kind of struggly with food. Some family members and friends have made comments about weight loss, and over the weekend Dadum and Stepmom kept trying to make me eat without commenting on the fact that I don't eat.

I don't know. It's not about losing weight. It's about dealing with stress, I guess. I try to eat, but most of the time I just ..............can't. Coffee with cream for breakfast. Maybe a second coffee for lunch. Some grilled chicken and a beer for dinner. That's usually it on weekdays.

I am now on so much medication you can hear my purse rattling from like 100 yards away.

Antidepressants, mood stabilizers, sedatives, tummy pills. If you're crazy and you know it, shake your meds.

 In other more positive news, Westley & the Witches has been reviewed by the lovely Janie Junebug.

And Elk's little book of illustrations also has its first review from Holly Hearts Art.



I think that's all I've got.

Thursday, March 10, 2016

We are true professionals in my office.

The IT guy who destroyed my computer last week has upgraded all of our office computers to the new case management software. Naturally, none of us can figure out how to work most of it.

Except for one of the new features--we can now assign pictures to clients. 

You can imagine how mature and professional we are acting with this new feature.

I hide in the office next door when she's here. The last time she called, Bossman received the following message:

No one can hide from that one. She has her own filing cabinet of scorned fury.

In other news, I took off work tomorrow so I can go visit Lil Bro#2 at uni. Houghton is a dry town, so I have packed enough whisky to burn down a small village.