Office switch-around
I got Brett to help me turn my desk so that the kids can’t creep up on me anymore and scare the bejesus out of me. It’s better feng shui now, too; one should never have one’s back to the door. Then I got out all of my aggression by shredding old documents. That can get addictive. I could very easily go crazy and shred some important stuff in all the excitement.
I don’t start my on-site project for another week but next week is already getting crammed full of meetings. I’m already nostalgic for my dreary (but newly reorganized) home office when I think about actually going ON SITE where people have real jobs and actual time sheets! That should be an adventure. It looks like the project may take a couple of weeks so we’ll see how that impacts my blogging life. Especially if it becomes a regular thing. (My budget hopes it does but my being? She is neutral.)
Brett and I had a rip-roaring fight the other day about nothing to do with each other and everything to do with the still missing check (although it’s been sighted by the accounting department and we hear that it will arrive … soon). He was so mad that he very wisely went running and I was so mad that I plotted all kinds of ways to take revenge on him, which I told him all about when we made up that night. My revenge fantasies are pretty lame. Like throwing out all of the carpet that we both hate but that I hate more. Or taking the nice pillow. Or taking up smoking because I know that would make him crazy. And then I told him I’d always smoke outside the window of whatever room he was in.
Told you they were lame revenge fantasies.
See, the problem is? Even when I hate Brett and wish he’d run away from home for real? I also know that I still rather like him.
Noah and I watched A Room with a View on PBS (he missed the bloody death scene) and he was intrigued by the romance. Why did she like the one guy but not the other? Why was on worth marrying and one not? (Yes, we talked about the gay subtext and we talked about heterosexism a little bit and pronatalism and how silly all that is.) Anyway, I told him that best case scenario is that you LOVE someone and you also LIKE them and you think they’re pretty cute. See, I always think that Brett is pretty cute. Even when I want to kill him.
I also just started a not-at-home job and the hardest thing was clothes. I’ve never been fashionable or hip, but I had no idea how fuddy I was until I had to find clothes EVERY morning and not just once in a while.
Good luck! I hope it’s super fun!
OH NO OH NO! I missed a room with a view (as I missed S&S) I HATE this dissertation, but it’s almost done.