I CANNOT WAIT FOR JULY 15th!
Do you know what day that is? The day I will be calling in sick for this: WOO HOO
In case you could not already tell, I am a bit of a HP fanatic.
Harry Potter here I come! And let the countdown begin.
(Note: Thanks Bookishpenguin for the date change!)
Where I just want to knife myself, as my baby sis would say…..
So, this morning I had to get up to drive to a different office. I dread going to this office because it is FAR. But, I had Britney going and I thought it wouldn’t be so bad, I even left the house 10 minutes earlier than I needed to. There I am driving along, and singing to Britney when I encounter it.
And no, I am not exaggerating. I tried pinching myself, hoping I was in some kind of disasterous-traffic-induced nightmare. But, I was definately awake. The on-ramp to the highway I usually get on is closed. Thus explaining the huge disaster on the off ramp and side streets. I am stuck. There is no where else to go, except sit in the maddening traffic. Everyone is pissed, driving terribly, and honking on their horns. It was horrible. And that is when I started sweating.
There was no way to avoid it. I was getting TMS (traffic madness syndrome). Before I knew it, I had all the symptoms:
*full force anger
*tired, achey muscles from stamping on the breaks
*lack ot control
*middle finger uncontrollableness
So, instead of taking me maybe 45 minutes to an hour to get here…it took me one hour and 25 minutes exactly! At least it is Friday! I am scared to think how long it will take me to get home tonight. I have a feeling it is going to be a LOOOOONNNNNGGGGG day.
I definately have a case of full on TMS. I wonder if they make something for this? You know, some pill or something? If so, I NEED it. Actually, I know just the thing that will help get me through the day…..
Lunch at Jersey Mike’s! I am starting to feel better already!
It's amazing how I can always find the perfect google pic!
Another long day at work done. WOO HOO.
As you can tell, after a long day at work…my genius brain is practically all used up. So in order to keep the spark alive, I try and woo Hubby, but alas it doesn’t work.
Me: Wanna smell my feet?
Hubby: No. Not really.
Me: The shoes I wore today really make them smell. In fact (as I lift my feet to my nose and grimace) they REALLY smell. Smell them!
Me: Don’t you love me? It is part of your job, as a HUBBY, to do things that your wifey says, even if you don’t like them.
Hubby: No it isn’t.
Me: Yea it is! It is in the I-got-married-and-now-what rulebook. It defines the rules that Husbands have to perform in order to keep their cute wifeys!
Hubby: What about the rulebook for wifeys?
Me: There isn’t one. Wifey’s are perfect JUST.THE.WAY.THEY.ARE.
UPDATE: I succeeded in shoving my feet in Hubby’s face. He looked like he might vomit.
Hubby: Those feet smell HORRIBLE. GEEZ
Me: I even febreezed them!
Hubby: You febreezed your feet?
Hubby: Are you sure you didn’t miss?
Ain’t love grand?
Filed under humor, marriage
This is the longest week EVER! I just want it to end!
This is so me….and then I am slapped back into reality.
Another OH SO FUN Monday at work. Tell me why I have to deal with nutjobs? Please, tell me what I did….
So, I am sending out a link to a website to our committee members to review their stuff. Here’s my problem:
1. They wait til the last minute to review their materials, how do I know because I can tell when the stuff has been opened. (I looked at the link)
2. They then proceed to call me about an hour before the meeting, telling me they can’t “access the website” (PS I SENT THEM THE LINK and TESTED the link)
3. They tell me they can’t review their items because they can’t find where they are supposed to get those said items (PS I SENT THEM THE DIRECT LINK)
4. They email me telling me where they think the items they need to review “might” be located, but for some reason, they can’t find them (PS i sent them the link)
5. They tell me that they can’t find the email where I sent them the link (PS I sent them the link 3 times…..)
I give up….