I crack myself up sometimes. (Oh hush. So I’m easily amused.) I was humming ABBA’s Dancing Queen whilst realizing that I personally am the TYPO Queen.
I typed yesterday about the iPODs – when was actually iPADs. Yeesh, my fingers and brain are on different wavelengths. While an iPOD would be nice, with an iPAD I can go online when and more-or-less where the mood strikes me.
Ohhhhkay… It’s Friday and I have a blissful day off starting tomorrow. Was talking with a friend of mine today who didn’t realize why there’s abject panic at work. See, we’re absolutely buried now, while it’s still supposed to be quiet. God help us a week from now. All Hell’s gonna break loose, seriously. I wasn’t exaggerating about the mandatory OT and will be surprised if it doesn’t jump to 20 hours a week per person. The only limitation I can imagine will be the literal amount of space. If it were quiet enough here at home I’d ask about telecommuting for a while. It would allow one more free seat at the offices where that kind of real estate is a premium.
For the record – I will absolutely be resting as much as possible, and for the split-schedule days will head out for a two-hour leisurely dinner between shifts. Nice part is that I’m a jump, hop and a skip away from all kinds of restaurants and so on, so I can relax between takes. There are three of us from my team; we’ll probably pile into a shared vehicle and go have dinner together. Or not – hard to call it. And did I mention Half Price Books is around the proverbial corner? And gorgeous weather?
Now if I can just convince myself to stay healthy throughout we’re golden.