It turns out that I don't have to move offices immediately; instead, I can stay where I am until Barbara leaves (at some as-yet-determined point in the future). Possibly August or September, but nobody really knows.
This weekend I started having dreams about the great office switch, most of which involved me yelling at people and waking up feeling angry. I hope this will end. Heck, by September I could have a new job and not have to worry about it at all.
Still tired. Still feeling kind of sick. Still counting the moments until I can go home to bed. This morning, for the first time ever, I heard the cat (Brigit) throwing up and decided I just wasn't going to deal with it until I got home, rather than cleaning it up immediately. I guess Jenell is rubbing off on me. :) But now I am wondering how long I can put off going to the basement, so that I don't have to take care of it tonight.
Posted by rachel at July 6, 2004 02:08 PM
You can put it off until one of the cats eats it, or until it's hard and you can scrape it up.
Posted by: jenell at July 8, 2004 07:58 AM