Yesterday was pretty much a total wash. I stretched early in the morning and crunked my neck (did I mention that already?) and ended up sort of semi-functional all day, until I finally got to the chiro and Dr. Woody popped my back and neck so much that we both thought it was funny. Ted and I ran around and did a jillionteen errands after that. Poor Ted. *laugh* He was soooo tired and sooooo grimey. :) We went to bed sensibly early last night and then Ted’s new boss…
Ted’s job!
Ted’s job is for the Courtyard Mariott, where he’s working as a breakfast cook. 5am to 1pm, how’s that for an awful schedule? But he really loves cooking breakfast, so it’ll all be fine. :) Yay for Ted!
meme
The rules are to find your 23rd post and post the 5th sentence from it. I’m not dressed up and I feel very dull. Because, like Ellen, I can’t follow directions, I prefer this line, the 6th: My cute, well-dressed coworker Rob claimed he’d dressed up as himself today, and I said, “Yeah, I was going to do that, but I don’t have the clothes,” which got a laugh, anyway. But I like the last line best: *Spikebutt*. :)
o.O
It has not been a good morning here at the Murphy-Lee household. Ted got a job! Yay! But the alarm didn’t go off this morning and he woke up 3 minutes before he was supposed to be there (given that this was at 4:57am, it’s amazing he woke up at all). So he went tearing off and I fell back asleep and woke up 4 minutes before *I* was supposed to be at work. So I am not showered and I’m staring blearily at the screen and not doing a…
walkies
ok, I walked. miles to Rivendell: 422