Thursday was painting the porch day (one coat then, one on Saturday, only a tiny bit of trim left to paint before the job is complete). I’ll post pictures when the project is done. But the truly exciting part of the week was Friday, which turned into painting painting day. “Painting painting” day is not to…
Category: work
Ber(rrrrr)n: a tale of cold toes and ice cream
I’m headed to Syracuse, NY for a few days. That might seem like a strange choice for a native Texan, especially during a cold snap in February. It’s for work. The trip is going to be pretty great, actually, since I could seriously use some training in this still-new-ish job. I’m expecting to learn a…
Books are Back!
I haven’t been reading for a while. You go through phases of having time for certain hobbies and not having time for them, right? I’m sure you’ve been there before. That said, this is the first time in my life that I haven’t had time for reading. I think that makes it a noteworthy situation….
Pajamas in Disguise
I have plenty of nice, legitimate work clothes. Since my library requires business attire (leaning towards business casual), that works out well. I do have a bad habit though. I tend to think that the more my clothes feel like pajamas, the better. I want to look professional while feeling like I could curl up…
Breathing Again
I had a huge scare at work today. It felt like my storage closet office was literally caving in for a few hours. I might have forgotten account information for the place that stores our website statistics. I mean, I couldn’t find that darn info anywhere. Where are Mom Eyes when you need them? The…
Cute Dogs, Sharp Teeth
Today is trying to kick my butt at work. I’m fighting back with good food during breaks and as much productivity as possible during non-breaks. When both of those stop being effective, I spend a minute or two looking at cuteness via the conveniently named Cute Overload blog. This might be my favorite picture at…
Location, Location, Location
I work far, far away from everyone else in my building, and my office door has a “Storage” sign on it. It isn’t exactly a prime location most of the time. There have been a few days when I didn’t see anyone except for when I was walking into and out of the building. Sigh….
Small, but valuable. 