It's the weekend, and I only have a little bit of work to do. Luckily it involves spreadsheets and really cool charts, so I'm happy. I'm not sure if I can get Excel to do a Venn diagram, but that would be so cool there are no words in human range. I mean in a work sense. I can get worked up over other non-work things quite a bit more ( Read more... )

My sister posted on facebook that her husband was fired and she quit today. She hasn't called me. This is weird. They want to open their own business. They just bought a house. They are NOT moving in with me.

So getting out of the house improves my mood.

Coffee was okay. I got more, so was overcaffeinated when I met what I think is #23. He's nice. Lunch and conversation were very pleasant. If he asks, I'd see him again. I did tell him about the BF spreadsheet. He didn't run screaming. 'Cause girls who do spreadsheets are cool.

I dropped in on my sister ( Read more... )

My hair is damp and braided, in hopes of glamorous waves. I'll settle for anything short of a rat's nest.

The Niece is coming again today to babysit me. My sister and her husband are putting the finishing-ish touches on their house, which is finally theirs. At least they are planning to finish painting the bedrooms so they can move in tomorrow, ( Read more... )

#22 is a vegetarian starving artist. Twice divorced. Sweet. Quiet. Cute. Sigh. He wants to get together again.

I assume he's sweet. His online picture has a very disarming, sweet smile. He's polite.

First dates are awkward. I hear my voice going into formal chirpy mode and I HATE it. I guess I could pretend I'm talking to my sister, but most guys ( Read more... )

 Went to the doctor today (infection, again). It was far enough from work and close enough to quittin' time (or quittin' thinkin') that I came home to "clean the house."

So I'd better get out of my fancy-schmancy skirt and into something that won't make me cry if I get bleach on it and then go bleach things.

I sent my sister an article about ( Read more... )

Either I'm some kind of toddler whisperer or my niece really is the mellowest, coolest two-year-old ever. I'm going with option 2. So we had a great time. She fussed a little bit at bedtime, but we talked about taking a bath (and splashing me), and reading books, and what we'd do when we woke up, and she went to bed fine both nights, and napped ( Read more... )

The family thing was fine. My issue wasn't with them coming down, but with not deciding and communicating it. It's like they always say at work (but do nothing about): your failure to plan does not constitute an emergency on my part. Except it does ( Read more... )

 My mom just called and said something about finishing up my birthday cake. Huh? Apparently my family is coming down tonight (this evening, as in today). Nobody told me this. My dad said something vague about dinner one of these days, but not when, or where. My house is not clean. I just bought stuff at the farmer's market to grill tonight. I was ( Read more... )

My sister called to ask if I could come up there (80 miles north) to babysit for a few hours next week. Geez, they can't even throw me a surprise party close to home? Or close to my birthday? When #17 (former boyfriend / current friend) asked if he could take me to dinner on my actual birthday, I started crying. Yeah, I'm feeling sort of messy.

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