Here is the little menace to society.

My motivation is dried up. My GAFs are zero. Just feel like I’m rotting away. But I’ll put on my usual smile & lie my way through another week. **sigh**

It’s seriously workers like her that make me hesitant to apply to manager positions.

Good grief, I told her not to do something and she went ahead and did it. *banging head on table until comatose* When someone says they did something on their work computer that hoses up a program and warns you not to do it, perhaps you should follow the warning!

Blackberries, raspberries, three out of four root beers (no idea where the fourth bottle went), taco seasoning, and pancake snd sausage on a stick. All this despite my mom willingly offered to exchange our packages. Pizza was delicious, can’t wait for taco salad & smoothies.

This is what we got from our grocery Secret Santa:

Turkey sausage, ground turkey, luncheon ham, four apples, three avocados, a tomato, salad mix, two pre-cut veggie packs for grilling, two pizzas, salad dressing, black beans, tostado shells, apple sauce, peppermint patties, strawberries

Oh, no. I’m the one who builds and fixes things, and funds missing items, around here.

I’m currently trying to deprogram myself from doing everything my family tells me to do. It is a slow process.

Teddy loved carrots. Kept his teeth nice and sharp. He didn’t like bones. Bella and Mollie, OTH, hates carrots.