LadyHibiscus
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Joined: 8/15/2005 From: Island Of Misfit Toys Status: offline
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Happy Birthday, Lady Ellen and sleuthingsub! It is winter, I am gearing up for my seventeenth tax season, and it is just messing with my mind! Why, when the sixteenth season did not, I am not sure. I'm looking forward to winter in my little cave, though! There have been some management shakeups, and bad policy changes, but since this is my last full time tax season with this company, I have senioritis and am smiling benignly. On other fronts, the Parrot is persona non grata with my parents, after performing a temporary ear piercing on my dad. He has been somewhat hormonal since he turned 10, what can I say? I am still alone, and not happy about it, in spite of my lovely friends and a potential minion or two. The Cleaning Project putters along by fits and starts. I keep saying to myself "Pretend you are moving into a trailer", and it is NOT working, I just visualize a trailer packed with neatly labelled boxes. Does knitted-up yarn take up less space than giant hanks? The highlight of the month will be five days in Fort Lauderdale that will mean that I miss ALL family gatherings! I spent Thanksgiving at home in bed sick, so this is really the pinnacle of awesomeness for me. I *despise* the holiday season (except for giving gifts, which I adore) and the less time spent in mind numbingly boring house parties, the better. I am becoming so evil, it is sad. My extended family is made up of lovely people who are very pleasant company, it is not a hardship to visit with them for say, an hour or so. But they are not my FRIENDS, and year after year I have to give up on events with those that I really care about for the sake of some folks who just happen to be relations. Hm, I sound cranky. And I just had pizza, so wtf? Oh, well!
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