Continuing
Ok, so I had to take a moment from my revelry and actually eat the Fritos I discovered before my stomach revolted any further against me.
Sometimes the order in which an event happens can mess with ones mind.
We are enjoying a much slower work volume lately. Well a lot of the group is. I am buried in backlog so deep I am devastated. I need to put in the extra time on the weekend but every Saturday when I awake to the prospect of leaving Elijah with a sleeping father to watch the day slip away I cannot move forward.
As it has been slow my supervisor has been sending anywhere from 1 to 4 people home early. He made a list and constantly rotates who gets to go. He offered me a half day on Friday but I need the income. We decided at that time that he would no longer offer my time off but I was welcome to request it when I saw we were slow. How quickly he forgets as he tries to offer me yesterday off. It became more of an offer and was practically a demand by the time it reached my ears. I called him at home and explained that I wished to stay as I had an outing to the coast planned for today after work but would gladly appreciate getting a head start on my evening at the coast. It was with giddy excitement that I called my sister with the news and headed into work.
How quickly excitement fades as I realize that not one, not two, but three of my coworkers have called in sick. Sick of work, sick of air conditioning, sick of responsibility? I am easily irritated. I know that two of the 3 are not sick. Past experience tells me so. So be it. I will still get to the coast one way or another, perhaps... Perhaps just not in the time frame I thought.
I love the word perhaps. It wasn't until this moment when I just let it flow from my fingers that I remembered the way my heart beats when I hear it faintly in my head.
My love affair with orange is blooming excessively. It first started with this wonderous orange and green soft pouch that I obtained years ago. As I look around my desk at work I see my orange coin bank, my orange plastic cup, and my orange balloon left over from the 14th. I truely enjoy the color.
Ok, I am off to look at coastal temeratures and drive times.