Dr. Filk is coming through town on his way to see his sister Lois and family; he has sent a missive demanding sanctuary. I hope to see him at some point.
Secret Santa yesterday was the best ever. I got a midnight cocoa set, yum. The rest of the gifts were thoughtful and that made me super happy.
Much rumbling and grinding at work. I’m not in a position to say more but as always I am finding a comfy chair. The least of it is that we have to move desks again today. I could DEFINITELY say more about that – I’m going to be miles from a window in the middle of winter for the first time in 4 years, so you can imagine how that’s going to impinge on my mood – but since I’m obviously crabby about it I’ll stop. I will also say that I had some prime real estate for years and it is somebody else’s turn. So many times the things that have upset me most have not been the obvious stuff.
Still have not roused myself up to make biscotti. I know I’m going to eat too many of them. Somehow I need to cook them in such a fashion that I take ALL of them to work or hide them or something.
I am really looking forward to two four day weekends in a row. I don’t mind working the last two weeks of the year, it’s usually peaceful and customers understand that instant results are not likely or possible.
