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llcoolvadI am doing ok with posting at least every other day, so far. I don't think my life really bears more scrutiny than that, so I wouldn't count on daily entries unless I suddenly join a circus or become polyamorous or have my spleen removed or something.
The weatherpeople were just about spot-on about our stormette. Started and stopped when they predicted, got totals at the far end (about 6"), and suddenly there was sunshine. The sun was a bit earlier than they said (2p instead of 3p) but pretty good!
I worked from home during the worst of it. Had to go in for second half of day due to boss mini-freak: everyone was home, and GASP! the department might have been untenanted for an hour — with phones being remotely answered, mind you — but I guess it's ok. Brian shoveled us out, and I managed to get in by 2:30p. At least I get brownie points for showing up. The main reason I had to be there at all was because of my supervisor Mike, who is, shall we say, a bit unpunctual? He had managed to get to 1p (for a 10a start) shoveling his driveway, and THEN went in to get his brakes done. Since he was going to be the entire night crew and the day crew wanted to go home, someone needed to be midshifty-transitiony, and that someone was lucky, lucky me. I was busy, but with things I could as easily have done at home. Stayed a little late to let traffic ease out, then headed home for dinner and hanging with my boy.
Today Mike needed to leave for half the day to go make prosciutto. Well, to hack up a pig and cure it and hang it up in a cool dark place for a year. He also picked up last year's attempt and brought it into the department to make me shriek. I'm no vegetarian, but aged pig with mold is not ... appealing in any way. And it was a huge hock of pig, too. Poor thing. ALMOST enough to turn me off meat altogether. Almost. That Mike. He's quirky.
And then I came home and Patrick had brought home the spoils of his mother's birthday party, so we had delicious Italian foodstuffs. The rest of the night was bad SyFy disaster movies and internet surfing and reading and now posting. My life, she is not so exciting sometimes.
The weatherpeople were just about spot-on about our stormette. Started and stopped when they predicted, got totals at the far end (about 6"), and suddenly there was sunshine. The sun was a bit earlier than they said (2p instead of 3p) but pretty good!
I worked from home during the worst of it. Had to go in for second half of day due to boss mini-freak: everyone was home, and GASP! the department might have been untenanted for an hour — with phones being remotely answered, mind you — but I guess it's ok. Brian shoveled us out, and I managed to get in by 2:30p. At least I get brownie points for showing up. The main reason I had to be there at all was because of my supervisor Mike, who is, shall we say, a bit unpunctual? He had managed to get to 1p (for a 10a start) shoveling his driveway, and THEN went in to get his brakes done. Since he was going to be the entire night crew and the day crew wanted to go home, someone needed to be midshifty-transitiony, and that someone was lucky, lucky me. I was busy, but with things I could as easily have done at home. Stayed a little late to let traffic ease out, then headed home for dinner and hanging with my boy.
Today Mike needed to leave for half the day to go make prosciutto. Well, to hack up a pig and cure it and hang it up in a cool dark place for a year. He also picked up last year's attempt and brought it into the department to make me shriek. I'm no vegetarian, but aged pig with mold is not ... appealing in any way. And it was a huge hock of pig, too. Poor thing. ALMOST enough to turn me off meat altogether. Almost. That Mike. He's quirky.
And then I came home and Patrick had brought home the spoils of his mother's birthday party, so we had delicious Italian foodstuffs. The rest of the night was bad SyFy disaster movies and internet surfing and reading and now posting. My life, she is not so exciting sometimes.
