So I'm sitting here at work doing what I figured I wouldn't do by being on my own blog. I did however take the roundabout way here and really if IT wanted to find my blog? They probably already have. It's a bit disconcerting to think about people I work with reading my blog but I suppose anyone with enough initiative could. I've had 2 patients tonight and the last one left at 11:15pm. It's now 3:40, I just finished my book (which was seriously way funny by the way, Jen Lan*caster is about the only non fiction writer I can seriously get into and read) and I've got more than 2 hours before it's time to go home. Work is still all kinds of drama and annoying. I'm still trying to stay the hell out of the drama and not take it personally when they talk about how uncool those who wear birkenstocks etc (basically someone like me who's just not that concerned with fashion) are. I would work with a bunch of men over women any freaking day.
All the bugs on my patio have disappeared, gotta love them hungry birds!!! Unfortunately the ones in the garage have increased in number. They are freaking every where!!! I'm afraid to go into the garage now for fear that one will drop out of the rafters on my head, yes I'm sure that the scream would be heard round the world should that occur. Even stepping on one is enough to give me the all over body shiver. And they're dead! I need to get a broom and sweep all those nasty things out. And bug guys? Have earned a customer for life. I would now happily pay them virtually anything to ensure the bugs are gone. Oh and there's a possibility that Christmas this year will be rather traumatic when I have to open all the boxes that are stacked in the garage and deal with what will hopefully be dried out buggy corpses.
My flowers are doing great! They look sooo pretty. I love to go out and look at them and am trying to get over the fear of being out on the patio too (the whole bug thing again, Yes I know I'm not really rational about this). The cats have taken up sitting next to the door and crying because they want to go out. I think I've created monsters.
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I'm with you...bug corpses are gross! Hope the crappola at work doesn't drive you too insane.
I'm so with you on the bugs. To be honest, that's a big reason I don't go outside except to walk to my car. Bleh. And living the south means LOTS of bugs ALL YEAR LONG! I'm envious of your green thumb--anytime I try to take care of plants or flowers they're dead within 24 hours. :(
It's quite pathetic, really. ;)
Ok, so if I hear a scream I know you just stepped into your garage. LOL!
I would really like to plant flowers. But being here, I dont know where to begin. What can and cant I plant? What goes in the sun and shade. Plants are different here.
LOL, I hear you on the bugs. One of my favorite (?) memories of when I first moved to NYC is of me in the kitchen, beating the absolute cr*p out of a roach and yelling at the top of my lungs, "Die, motherf&cker, die!"
(scuse the profanity :)
Thank you so much for your kind offer. I'm mostly set at this point, but if you happen to find some unexpired FSH, just shoot me an email ;) I SO appreciate the offer of help, I can't even tell you!
I hear you so much on the bugs....eww!
Sorry about work. I bet those long nights take forever.
Just hearing you talk about those bugs gives me the shivers! EWW.
OK seriously...I was never laughing at you, I was laughing commiserating with you on the whole where there is one there is more thing. I HATE roaches, a ton!!!
But seriously, hasn't Sadie been through enough, sweep the damn things so her or the poor birds do not get poisoned by the killed bugs!!!! Now I am all worried about that!!
Much love hun, I am FINALLY getting to read some posts after a 5 minute page load, ugh!!!
It was great talking Saturday!!
Mr S and I both wear Birkenstocks or most of the year. We even wore them on our first date. I guess we're not cool enough for the coworkers either, eh ;).
I'm an uncool Birkenstock-wearer too. Are your coworkers still in high school or something?
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