No way I am catching up. Yesterday went good, we had an all staff meeting. Head guy was pretty nice to me, which was nice. Maybe his wife told him I was competent, IDK.
Head guy is what I call an "emotionator." An "inspirer." He told us all we were saving lives and that some folks we have seen might have been dead without us. I did not say, "that may or may not be true, you aren't God, dude." But also, he played another emotional video of some British guy who got called out on a talk show with inspirational music who saved a bunch of kids from the Nazis and some relative put him on some talk show and he was confronted abruptly with his "saves" and it was like over 400 of them.
I did not cry, mainly because he had this deep, English look of horror like, "OMG I didn't TELL people about this because this is my WORST NIGHTMARE." LOL, I recognize the look.
I did think to myself at the next staff meeting should I say, "Boss man, is my mascara safe around you today," but then I thought better of it.
Yoga. I don't wanna but I'm sure I'll be fine.
Happy Wed!
Anna
, to name just a few. Most confounding though was either my brand new glasses, or the unopened package of velveeta cheese (that comes with Mac and cheese). Oddly, never shoes or clothing/bedding. The ole gal is almost 14, and her son almost 11... guess their labbie diet of oddities hasn’t done them harm.
