But seriously, being the only one "saved" would really suck, in its own special way, despite still pulling a paycheck.
Definitely! Especially if they then expect you to do seven peoples' jobs.
I am outside my hairdresser. I drove over here (about half an hour) in the rain and morning rush hour because I have a 9am appointment. ...or so the reminder email and the website told me. But the place is dark and the sign out front says they don't open until 10. Wtf. I guess I'll sit here for a few and see if someone shows up???
And I just got notice that a guy at work died over the weekend. No info on how and he was someone I knew more by reputation than personally. But damn. STOP IT PEOPLE.
Meara, I hope you hair person shows up soon. Sparky, what a frustrating position. Sean, that is a special dream.
Concentrating on work is right out the window. Glad I don't have big deadlines today.
Not having deadlines today is good.
{{smonster}}
Weird, meara. I hope you aren't in the rain too long.
Banana and yogurt sounds like a good call. As does soup. I'm having pumpkin pie with pumpkin ice cream, because I can. Maybe my impulsive shopping monkey brain knew what it was doing yesterday.
You know, I'm okay with the inevitability of death, I just want it to be inevitable after a long healthy life, surrounded by what we love.
Work is actually a welcome distraction today. Plus, I have some real perspective on the bullshit right now.
Plus, I have some real perspective on the bullshit right now.
Yeah. I was upset about my car accident, but now it seems pretty trivial.
You know, I'm okay with the inevitability of death
I am, too. Except Ginger was supposed to be going home from the rehab center. This is not how her current hospital stay was supposed to turn out. That's what makes this extra worse for me. She was supposed to be going home, damn it.
smonster, for what it's worth, I miss hearing your sleepy voice every morning.
I keep trying to put into words what this community means to me, and instead I keep getting this image of a woven quilt, in all of the colors ever, spread out around the world. We're both the quilt itself and sheltered underneath it. I hope Ginger can feel that.
Hope I was at the party, Sean. I used to have lots of party and gathering type dreams but not so much anymore. Need to direct my subconscious better.
She was supposed to be going home, damn it.
Yes.
What I can't seem to accept is all the things Ginger (and ita and DH etc) still had to do. Specific things she was actively working towards except the damn electrolytes got out of balance and wouldn't go back. It's maddening.
Oh, Amy, that's lovely.
