I had to go to work today, it was either that or get fired, I'm sure. You know, with all that sick time I take off. (Sarcasm.) I'm guessing since I had to wake up and change my shirt 3 times during the night my fever broke, so when I hopped in the car to go to work I was feeling like a brand new woman. I got about 10 minutes away from the office though and broke out into a sweat and started to feel faint. There was a fire station right there and I thought about pulling in to ask for help but then I thought about all the hot firemen in there that I was about to make an idiot out of myself in front of. So instead I turned the heat over to "cold" and blasted myself with cold air the rest of the way to the office. It would be less embarassing to pass out behind the wheel instead of in front of a bunch of firemen. I should know. When I was doing my clinicals in the emergency room years ago, apparently I saw something gross, because the next thing I knew I was waking up on a couch in a break room with 4 firemen standing over me grinning. I thought I was in heaven for a minute. I still to this day hope I didn't pass gas while I was out or anything (because I'm sure years later, each of those firemen think of me on a daily basis.)
So today I spent a total of an hour reviewing a couple of trial balances, updating a subcontractor's information, annnnnd that's it. It was SO important that I be here today, too. So I have read all the stories on Indychannel three times, checked the comment section under the stories for funny stuff, practiced sleeping with my eyes open (doesn't work with contacts), deleted a bunch of pictures on my phone, emailed my other boss because I miss her, and got addicted to my Finding Nemo Wavy Grape Chapstick because it smells awesome. In an hour I get to go home and pick up my kid that was SO mad that I wasn't going on a date tonight like I do every Friday she actually cried because she didn't want to hang out with me. She will be happy to find out that Gramma Marfa would love to have her over for a movie/pajama party tonight. Wayne decided he would come to my place and watch a movie with me (wearing a mask, gloves, and sitting in a seperate room with a bottle of bleach.)
Well, 56 minutes to go. I guess I will read my coupon book from Staples again.
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