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Sep. 25th, 2003 01:17 pm*sigh* I know I’ve been down lately. I’ve been feeling a bit lonely, though not really understandably so. I mean, my life is extremely busy and full of fabulous people. Why should I feel lonely?
And it was making me feel kind of down this week. That, and things weren’t going as smoothly as I’d like at work. It’s a pain. Really. But, things seem to be coming to order in the office. Once I get a painful discussion done with my boss…I screwed up on a claim. I know I did, now I need to admit it to him. Bleh.
Anyway, I’m feeling much better about things now. I have tomorrow afternoon off. I’m spending it with
meadmaker, and I don’t know what we’re doing. But it’s going to be nice.
Then, as I’m feeling better about all that, our mail guy shows up and just peeks around the corner into my office space. He told me I had to sign his e-pad before he would let me see what it was for. Ok, well, he’s not an attorney or paralegal, so I know it’s not a summons. I sign. Is it my first aid kit or stove top grill that I’ve been waiting on for so long? Hmmm?
No – it’s roses – a dozen long stem red roses. I got teary. I smiled and tried not to really cry. They’re beautiful. “Meadmaker” is amazing.
Nobody except my father has ever bought me roses (outside a ren faire setting). Ever.
(thank you,
purpleyarrow for the thought...>
And it was making me feel kind of down this week. That, and things weren’t going as smoothly as I’d like at work. It’s a pain. Really. But, things seem to be coming to order in the office. Once I get a painful discussion done with my boss…I screwed up on a claim. I know I did, now I need to admit it to him. Bleh.
Anyway, I’m feeling much better about things now. I have tomorrow afternoon off. I’m spending it with
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Then, as I’m feeling better about all that, our mail guy shows up and just peeks around the corner into my office space. He told me I had to sign his e-pad before he would let me see what it was for. Ok, well, he’s not an attorney or paralegal, so I know it’s not a summons. I sign. Is it my first aid kit or stove top grill that I’ve been waiting on for so long? Hmmm?
No – it’s roses – a dozen long stem red roses. I got teary. I smiled and tried not to really cry. They’re beautiful. “Meadmaker” is amazing.
Nobody except my father has ever bought me roses (outside a ren faire setting). Ever.
(thank you,
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