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So. My work continues to amaze me.
I question how four days of work - each only being five or less hours - equals a $250+ paycheck. That's really odd to me. Why do I get the feeling they gave me a raise and forgot to tell me? It just seems to be something that my work would pull, ya know?
On the plus side, that means I have $250 some to keep me from going nuts until I go back to work in two weeks. It just makes me wonder, since I was counting on maybe $150.
But, on the plus side, I'm entirely done Christmas shopping. I think, at least. Yeah, pretty sure. All I have left is to wrap gifts. I are excited. Damn. That means I need to go to the store and get wrapping paper. I'll do that tomorrow...?
I just bought Dave a robe yesterday for Christmas. ^_^ I'm amused at how attached he is to it. (Not that I'm any less attached to the robe I bought for myself, but... You know...)
But... My boy is home and has a friend here, so I should go play good hostess. And deal with the idiots - excluding Melissa from that, of course.