BLUE SKYYYYYYS

Nothin' but blue skyyys! I realize that a lot of my titles are songs, parts of songs, or butchery (?) of songs. I guess it's just that I tend to have a tune for whatever moment, phase, mood I'm in. My daily life soundtrack is not only generally girlie, but also kinda' hokey... duh. I blame my Mother.

ANYWAY, pardon the digression, I am just elated today because I stopped by my new job and it is a 6.5 minute WALK that's right W-A-L-K from our new place. Neither Doug or I will ever have to drive to work from where we live! Which is great, because driving is dumb. (My Bro labeled me European for my need to be able to walk almost everywhere, and I thanked him for such a compliment!).

The Final COUNTDOWWWN

I was thinking about doing a countdown summary of the days left at my current job as a way to get back on the good side of my blog. I decided against it, for the most part because I am trying to stick with my resolution to not completely hate on the place/people.

Just for fun though, today's countdown title would be:

If hadn't quit already, I'D QUIT!

Civil, huh? Well, truthful at the very least... I thought that once the end was in sight it wouldn't be so difficult to put my remaining time in - Ha! It's actually kind of the opposite: I have less tolerance, attention span, and control over the truth pouring out of my mouth at all hours of the day. (Again, why it wouldn't necessarily be pleasant to have a countdown summary of my final days). I will attempt to detail at least some of The End of My First Job, if not for the blog, then simply for stress relief.

Cheers!

Organizing Chaos

Severe. Blog. Neglect. My Bro keeps asking me when I'm going to stop neglecting my blog (I'm so flattered that he cares!), but you see I was sliding down a rather slippery blog-neglecting slope. It wasn't that I didn't have anything to post, quite the opposite, in fact. It's like when you don't call your best friend for a while and then the wealth of crap that you have to tell her/him just keeps building and building to the point where YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START AND YOU PUT IT OFF LONGER AND LONGER AND Ahhhhhhh! THE INSANITY! Ok, so maybe that doesn't happen to everyone...ANYWAY - Doug and I are co-habitating!

I GOT A NEW JOB!

It's not in Russia!

Or in the kitchen! Speaking of which, I must cut this short because the "Man of the House" who is also the Executive Chef, just plopped a beautiful slice of French Toast on my plate! Yeah Me!