Subtle Glow

1. Last night I dreamed I waxed my lip. I am terrified of waxing my lip. Mostly because you just never know what sort of random hell you will unleash by waxing a new part of your body. Especially one as visible as your face. Red bumps? More noticeable hair growing back? A breakout? No - it’s just not worth the risk. The fuzziness will stay put until menopause, where I’m sure I’ll be ripping it out weekly. hmmm.

2. Through a series of unfortunate events and miscommunications, my boss got the impression that I simply decided not to come in yesterday. Meanwhile I actually had left detailed information with Her Admin. Her Admin is a rather new addition, and she really does try bless her southern heart. But honestly, leaving a message that I took today off is quite different than the message I left which was, I’m out of luck for childcare today, I have no choice but to stay at home with The Kiddo.*

3. Today begins the first of several supposedly stress-filled days at work processing Year End Close. There is, quite literally, a build-up of stress by The Boss in the weeks leading up to YEC. None of which is actually necessary, if you ask me. It’s just work. It gets done. Not that she has to do any of it anyway, really. Not that she would know how if she ever did have to do it.

*Well, actually I totally spaced that The Kiddo had the day off from school, AND that the daycare was closed for the MLK holiday as well. All of which was in the message I left for The Boss with The Admin. None of which got passed along to her. Note to self: bypass The Admin for all communications with The Boss from now on, so as to not end up totally fired. After all, I have a blog for that…