6 More Hours
I’m such a clockwatcher on Fridays – from the minute I step into the office to the minute I sneak out just a few minutes early. The clock watching always drags out the afternoon but I can’t help it. This week has been full of long nights and I’m ready to lay broccoli-like on the couch staring into nothingness tomorrow. This job is so different from my last very cushy one, I’m still getting used to it. On one hand, it’s not difficult, but on the other, it has a lot of little itty bitty pieces and a lot of do-this and do-that’s and spinning around and around which helps make the day go by faster but also can leave me tie-erd. That, and moving out means I have stuff to do when I get home. Aside from making dinner (spicy stir fried octopi and calamari!), chores just keep piling up! I try to tackle some smaller ones on weeknights which leaves bigger ones for the weekends. But after a long week, I just can’t seem to stare down a big cleaning job. So even though I’m looking forward to this long weekend, that little part of me is not looking forward to washing kitchen cabinets, a stove, floors, and a bathroom, not to mention more laundry, even though I’ve been trying to whittle that down this week by doing some each night.
Gee-zuh I could use a pot of coffee right now.






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