And why do I get out of bed?

Today is Friday - weekend, busy times 12 getting ready to head out the door to PA for our usual whirl wind visit. Now before I get into the list of ALL the stuff that has to get done before Wednesday and again - I will be sleeping on the drive to and from work.

Drove my newly repaired family truckster into work all is well, we are carefully and actively listening for ANY new squeak, bubble or half a grind. Pretty uneventful, kids got to sleep in and it's Friday in December traffic was going to be doable... unless you were stuck behind some yutz who thought it would be fun to 360 on the beltway doing 80 - and take a few poor saps with him.... (I wasn't - lucky me no?)

So I get to work, computer decided like me it really wasn't in the mood to work, so reboot and reboot then finally up and on line. then ... reminder! Meeting in 15 minutes with the customer --- which it turns out was painful on a number of levels. First the lead code jockey gets on and starts his crap - and it's his LAST DAY on the job so we wait and finally two other code jockeys get on... then the customer lady starts to speak... and it pretty much went down hill from there.

The rest of the day was so dead quiet I was beginning to wonder if I had missed some alert and we all had 3 minutes to leave the building and I was at :10 seconds and counting.

My boss left for the last time - how I wish he could take me with him - one to Florida and two out of this job. But alas ... had a late lunch, putzed about as NOTHING is due until after the first of the year then discovered at 2:45 pm there was me and one other person ON THE FLOOR. So at 3:00 we became ghosts too! Which worked out very well for me. I went to Trader Joe's on my way home, stocked up on more stuff than I went in there for, swung by the dollar store for some needed supplies then thinking Bubba would be home soon, I headed that direction. He wasn't so I pulled out the wrapping paper and mess, brought down the presents, and began wrapping - which wasn't easy as the pups were curious - nosey and generally standing on my tissue paper, wrapping paper and Shelby - heaven help her - likes to lick tape... which means it is then useless to me.

I got a few things wrapped Bubba finally manages to get home and we go out to dinner. We went to Applebee's not my favorite place but hey... problem was we got sat next to the office party that started at 4:00 and we still going at 8:30. Who knew geeks could be so loud? Yeesh. We ate and went home, I wrapped more gifts, labeled gift receipts and finally we went to bed... I read a page and a half and died.