While I may be skilled at setting arbitrary deadlines, apparently as I enter my 35th year of life, I am still as suckass as ever at actually meeting them. Somewhere in the blur that was yesterday, following not enough sleep, a frustrating, overlong commute and a series of people Up In My Business all day, I decided that getting to 1,000 posts by my birthday was not as important as saving my own sanity and going to bed by 9 pm, not to mention saving you all having to pore through 5 posts about really boring shit.<\/p>\n
Besides, yesterday was Saint Aardvark’s birthday (he is STILL 2 years older than me, dammit. I am running as fast as I can!) and we had cake to eat after Trombone had gone to bed. 12 cupcakes, plus the cake I stayed up way too late for, plus<\/b> the cake my mom made in a heart shape for us. (When I was a kid I always wanted a heart-shaped cake so one year she bought a pan and has been using the heck out of it ever since.)<\/p>\n
There may be something to the whole “refined sugar makes you batshit insane” theory. (I am guessing this is a theory? It sounds like one.) Wee Trombone had barely a lick of icing off SA’s finger and spent the next hour being a royal pain in the ass. Granted, he had a cold over the weekend and mondays are tough all over.<\/p>\n
So – no more chocolate icing for Trombone. Me, I can handle it. My gestational diabetes tests came back negative so I can eat all the chocolate I want and hang the expense.<\/p>\n
Here’s something to consider if you live in British Columbia. I work in the regional office of a national corporation. Today, my poor, beleagured Co-worker A had the following conversation with someone at Headquarters, which is located in the wilds of the centre of Canada, after receiving a terribly marked-up copy of a document he had created. The HQ representative seemed to think the document was quite awful. Naturally, Co-worker A disagreed and I am firmly on his side. <\/p>\n
Co-worker A: …okay so should I make the [ridiculous] edits to the document or will you do it?
\nHQ: Hmmmm, well… could you do it? I’ve already spent an hour working on these revisions
\nCo-worker A, incredulous because NO WAY IN HELL: …an hour?
\nHQ: Yeah, seems like I always have to re-do stuff we get from BC. I guess it’s because you’re so far away.<\/p>\n
Discuss.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
While I may be skilled at setting arbitrary deadlines, apparently as I enter my 35th year of life, I am still as suckass as ever at actually meeting them. Somewhere in the blur that was yesterday, following not enough sleep, … Continue reading