Thursday, January 24, 2013
Or as I like to call it, "Friday Eve."
You know, the problem with a long weekend is that the office expects you to stuff a full five-day workday into the remaining four days. I have barely breathed all week. The boss and my co-workers keep coming up with stuff that needs to be done by half-past last week. I am so tired, I can't see straight.
Tonight I had a chat with my upstairs neighbor, the young guy who helps me out from time to time. Remember I told you the management told me the recent fruit fly plague was all my fault? Turns out they told the tenants of every apartment in the entire building that it was all THEIR fault. Meantime there was a lot of standing water nearby. Hello? Flying critter heaven! Then he said he was happy to see me walking without the walker! He said I look terrific and asked if I've been working out (uh, no). I'll tell you, that made my week.
Right now I'm spending a quiet evening with one of my guys (Ted -- watching Chopped) and getting ready to bake a couple of chicken thighs for dinner.
Come on Saturday!