Friday, May 20, 2005
Freaky Friday
Oh, I could wax poetic about the last day of the workweek, but I won't.
Today, my to-do list looks like the script for a bad movie. Go to work. Meet with staff. Meet privately with other staff. Take the cat (the one with "issues") to the vet to deal with her latest "issue" (bald belly syndrome or BBS), then back to work. Meeting, meeting, meeting. Home. Groceries.
Crash! Hard.
And the weekend's not looking a whole lot more promising.
Oh, and it's raining.
Today, my to-do list looks like the script for a bad movie. Go to work. Meet with staff. Meet privately with other staff. Take the cat (the one with "issues") to the vet to deal with her latest "issue" (bald belly syndrome or BBS), then back to work. Meeting, meeting, meeting. Home. Groceries.
Crash! Hard.
And the weekend's not looking a whole lot more promising.
Oh, and it's raining.