You can tell I'm back and work and vacation is over eh? I haven't forgotten about the small things but boy is work intrusive! I guess that's why they pay me the "big bucks". It's such a weird place to be : grateful for the job and yet dreading being there. How does that happen?? And I know I'm not the only one...
What is really interesting to observe -- now that The Shinehart Wig Company (my adopted code name) has announced a reorg and forthcoming layoffs -- is how people act. First, the place is so quiet, you can hear a pin drop. The "normal" activities have slowed substancially. But the other thing that's interesting is that people are nicer. They speak to you when you're on the elevator, they even hold it for you. It's kinda nice but it's like this we're all in the same pot suffering mentality. So in some way this is worth enjoying: just to be treated nicely by my fellow human beings. I think the next place I want to work, I want maybe a smaller environment but need the same money.
Oh and I'm changing my font. I think I'm liking san serif better... onto graces...
1. My cat's mousing abilities (if we didn't have them, mice would definitely be worse)
2.My husband's willingness to pick it up and throw it away
3. My daughter's calm reaction to her parents' hysterical screaming upon seeing the dead mouse laid at their feet
4. Quilting for hours at a time
5. Finishing UFOs (unfinished objects)
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