Greetings and salutations, my friends. My 8th grade English teacher once told us “There are no incomplete sentences in my classroom. Simply saying ‘hello’ is an incomplete sentence.” Thus, I bid you “hello”.
Unfortunately, I didn’t make it upstairs for a workout after dinner. I had a quick burst of motivation last night, and managed to haul several bags and boxes outside. There was some stuff from the basement, as well as the larger boxes I’d left in the living/dining room area. Naturally, it’s raining this morning. I’m sure the cardboard is disintegrating out there, and I’ll have to clean busted Christmas ornaments off the street when I get home.
I got no motivation
Green Day, Longview
Where is my motivation
No time for motivation
I also wanted to get into bed early last night, and that didn’t happen either. As usual, I got sucked into something online. Consequently, I went to bed at what’s now my normal time.
It’s a StressedRPh day. With just about a week until BossRPh leaves, I’m positive that StressedRPh is going to ramp up the bullshit. I know she’d probably love the promotion, and she’s a good person, but I think she’d be complete shit as a manager. On top of BossRPh’s impending escape, they also decided the fill-in tech we’d had working a couple of nights won’t be coming back. She wasn’t reliable, and would “double book” herself for shifts with our location and her regular location. We’ll see how StressedRPh handles that news.
On a more positive note, because it’s Wednesday, Shawshank will be calling tonight. Also, I should receive a couple of letters from him in today’s mail. He’ll be happy to know I sent the form out to the consulate.
And on a very positive note, I’m having stead sandwiches for dinner tonight.
