While my day didn't start so great this morning, thankfully it turned around, for the most part. My boss was out with a sick kid, and her boss is gone, so I was super busy at work. I love, love, love to have piles of stuff to do, and ppl coming in and out of the office needing things. The really great thing, though, is I was super busy but somehow totally managing a social life in the midst of all of it. My friend was trying to make me laugh, and before you know it we were going back and forth texting and cracking ourselves up. The day freaking flew by. I wish every day could be that way, but tomorrow is back to reality. All the bosses will be back, which means meetings, that make you want to poke your eyes out, and since the big bosses will be back from a large conference I'm sure there will be all sorts of new and better ways to do things. lol Oh, I nearly forgot, so one of the first things I did at work this morning, was go in the Ladies bathroom. The door was ajar (and my boss is gone, so I'm the only woman in our building), so I pushed it open only to find someone just starting to zip it up. At least I'm praying I just saw his hand down there (my eyes are still in a bit of recovery, lol). I screamed, OMG, I was dying. He says, oh no, I'm all done here. Smiles, leaves the fucking seat up, and walks out the door (without washing his hands). I don't know what distubed me more, the fact that I may have seen his Long Duck Dong, or him leaving the seat up.....and most importantly NOT WASHING HIS HANDS, as he touching our door, walking out. Fucking gross. Anyway, it all made me very uncomfortable, in a weirded out sort of way. I have to work with this douche. Funny, I would think I'd be cooler about something like this, but apparently not.
I just did okay with my eating today. It wasn't very bad, but I did drink a damned Pepsi. WTF.... And now, I'm on my second microbrew. Shit. I need to have Kathy send me that fucking bikini, so I can hang it up in my room. As I said, fuck to the no, will I wear that thing. This of course is coming from someone who went naked hot tubbing in Vegas last trip w/ her girlfriends, but I was underwater, and their eyes weren't drawn to me. If a whale comes walking into a bar, wearing an American Flag bikini, you can bet your sweet ass that's going to draw some unwanted attention.
Apparently I am the master multi tasker tonight (admit it, you thought I was going to say bader). As I've been working on this, I've been on the phone with the Illinois Tollways, to pay fines. The incorrectly billed me for 2 of my 5 fines, but the guy seemed to think they were all wrong, and cleared them all for me. How about that? Maybe my luck is turning around. Geez, I think this means, should I decide to have a third beer, those calories won't count. What could go wrong?
Hope you all had a wonderful day. And I'm sure you're just like me....counting the minutes to getting off work tomorrow.
"Cheers to the freakin' weekend, I'll drink to that."