Well, my working-girl career has gotten off to a wet but decent start.
I like my boss. I like my coworkers. I love my cubicle. I have the biggest cube in the whole office! Shhhh! Don't tell anyone, cause I hate to brag. I have a table and chairs inside of my cube!
I work for a man who tells me to go home at 5:45 because I've stayed too long. gaaahhhhhh.
A woman's work is never done. I knew this before but somehow, this time around in the "real world" I feel wiser, I am a bit older, but I have definitely had a roller-coaster of experience with which to move forth and prosper. It wasn't until today that I realized just how much I'd grown and just how much I'd learned.
I am just not sitting down, at 9:33pm to write an entry. I have fed three cats. I played with each cat. I gave Gary/Murray extra attention 'cause he is new to the family. I am waiting for Ms. Snake to finish her mouse. She finally ate! Thank GOD. I am totally cool with holding her now, but watching her eat is just... blech... it makes me shiver. Although, from the nature standpoint, it is truly fascinating.
Marc has a fever and is getting a cold. I took his temperature, brought him orange juice and Tylenol, then sat with him.
It's 9:35 and I just want a few minutes to myself to chill out and absorb my day. No one is on IM tonight, I guess the seven hundred inches of rain we got in the last 28 hours somehow caused them to melt away from the world of Instant Messenger.
I have to go put Ms. Snake back in her tank and email FABbrother the good news.