While I do not think I was missed very much, I do know that I very much missed being here.
Not that anything exciting good or bad went on last week, just that I missed this.
Taking a few moments to write some bull shit that someone somewhere might take a few minutes to read.
Work is kicking my ass in the worst way. To the point that I made some mistakes late in the day on Friday because I felt pressured to get something done. I knew better. I knew my eyes and brain were too tired to get this thing finished 100% correctly. But, I felt it had to be done on Friday. Not sure if the pressure was internal or external.
I've joined another fantasy baseball league. That is now two for me for this year. Makes me think I might actually end up giving a shit for longer. Plus, in my primary league, I have Pujols, so there's that.
I blew off guitar graduation on Saturday. I feel kinda bad about it, but not too much. I had over booked my day, and it was a cold shitty weather day. If I had gone to class/graduation, then my guitar would have been in the car for something like 12 hours - which is SO not good for the guitar. So I skipped it and went to pick up my new black with flower patterned mary janes instead. If you know me at all, you know I gotta have a kickin' new pair of mary jane's at least once a year.
My entire family is driving me bat shit. This includes VonMom, VonSis, and the steps. All of them. I'm thinking they are the reason I can't sleep at night.
Oh, yeah, I can't sleep at night. Again. Awesome.
I'm working Thursday night at Old Town, and then am off and have zero plans for Friday and Saturday nights. Stay tuned to see if this actually stays the case.
This coming Sunday night, John's band is playing at Reggie's in the South Loop. Because I am an old lady, I will be taking Monday off work. Ok, I am an old lady, AND the clocks are changing, AND John and Toni are off Monday and are going to Kuma's. So there's all of the real reasons.
No one left me any Skittles vodka in my absence.
I wonder if Jennifer meant it, and she really will not be back. That would make me sad.
I'm itching to call another blogger on the phone and have a chat. For the first time ever. It could happen this week. Any guesses who I am calling?
Happy Monday, if you are so inclined.