is it friday yet?

The work drama continues in regards to the transition we are currently in the middle of experiencing. Still no graphic designer. Still no signed contract for the gal who is leaving. She wants to continue on as a 'free-lancer' for a bit in regards to her journal work.

I keep plugging away in my cubicle. Working on what I can work on and keeping my head down. The lack of movement on these two issues is making me a bit nuts.

And they are working on the budget right now. So, everyone is on edge.

I will be glad to see 3:30 on Friday.

shopping

We shopped. That is what I did this weekend. Oh, and I did finish reading a book I had loaded on my Nook.

That is the extent of it.

The boxes continue to pile up in the dining room and in her bedroom and now in the garage.

Another chick is getting ready to leave the nest.

Hey, Monday, wishing you would have taken a bit longer to get here.

crashing halt

Burning eyes. Check.
Pounding head. Check.
Stuffy then drippy nose. Check.
Body aches. Check.
Overall feeling of misery. Check.
Scratchy, sore throat. Check.

I managed to get the mother of all head colds somewhere. This girl is not going to work today and "toughing it out." I have to get some rest, drink hot lemon tea, and kick this bug out of my system pronto so I can enjoy the rest of our very busy week.

Back to bed.

and the beat goes on

Nothing to post about this morning since the sinus headache I woke with is making creative thought, no make that ANY thought, darn near impossible.

It is Wednesday. All day.