all the right moves in all the right places
Today was probably the least productive day in US Bank history. We've only opened one account this entire week, and after reflecting on our accomplishments today I know why. The only thing I can remember us doing today is lodging "formal" complaints with Mike, having a rubber band war (complete with me doing a combat roll to escape), brainstorming what Dirty Santa presents to get for this year's company Christmas party, and trying to decide on a theme for Amy's birthday tomorrow (Mike ruled out pajamas). Like I told Mike though... on the bright side, morale was at an all-time high.
I somehow booked myself solid through the weekend, and it involves lots and lots of drinking. Tomorrow night is Fanatic's after work for Amy's birthday. Saturday morning, Amanda and I volunteered to set up a US Bank table at the Women's Junior League event from 12:00 to 3:00. Saturday night I'm going to Ashland City for a bonfire/keg party at Jonathan's parents' house (I can only assume they're going out of town), and Sunday night I'm going to Anji's house to see some of the girls I worked with at Demos' and enjoy some wine and cheese. Someone remind me to drink plenty of water during the day?
It's good that I'm busy this weekend though, Korbin is currently on border patrol and is having to camp out there for three days. The reason they're camping is that things, and I don't know what those "things" might be, have gotten worse. I know it's dangerous, no matter how much he tells me not to worry, so at least with having plans I won't spontaneously combust from anxiety. Said anxiety will just be a dull roar on the back burner. It never really goes away. Other than that, for the past couple weeks we've been used to talking every single day. Usually multiple times a day, for a few hours each time. So to go from that to no contact will be... annoying, to say the least. Whatever, I endure. It'll be worth it when we can finally spend some time together.
Also, had a good conversation with my grandmother today. I've been calling every day, sometimes twice, just to check in on her and make sure she's not getting too lonely. Right now she's still got quite a bit on her "to do" list, but over time that will dwindle and I want to do my part to make sure she doesn't start getting depressed. The good thing is that Granny is still fully capable of doing whatever she wants to do. Since staying at home to take care of Papa is no longer a necessity, she has infinite opportunities available to her to keep her mind off living alone.
God I'm old. There are small children screaming and running around my apartment complex parking lot, and I have a strong desire to walk out on my balcony, shake my fist at them and yell, "Darn kids!"