I Knew It Would Be Slow, But C’mon…

So two of my bosses are on vacation this week. I admit that part of me is thrilled to have a quiet work week as my last week before going on maternity leave this Friday, but man oh man I am so bored. I even covered the front desk for an hour to break up the monotony and I’m still bored beyond belief. Good thing it’s already 2 p.m. – only three hours left.

What’s so sad is that I have nothing to report. The weekend was quiet – Denis and I went out to dinner on Saturday night. We each ate TONS of food (appetizer, salad, main course, and I had dessert). I also drank 48 fl. oz. of water during the hour-long meal (our waitress was impressed). I knew I’d have heartburn that night, but at that point I didn’t care. It wasn’t until about 3:30 a.m. that I began to really care. Painfully so.

Sunday, Denis went into the city to help his pal Ed paint his apartment and I was left to my own devices – this included a nice long nap to make up for lack of sleep during the night. Why was I able to NAP so easily in the afternoon, but anything between 11 p.m. and 6:30 a.m. is a waste of time? I don’t get that at all.

For lunch today I had a small salad and some pasta. I have heartburn now. It’s inescapable. It’s making my eyes water and my nose run. That’s attractive.

I told Denis I was bored and he sent me a list of things I could do:

1. Update Cootiehog’s pregnancy page. *done*

2. Did you ever take that guy up on his offer to install MT on our server for free? Why don’t you get a hold of him? I do plan on having Jhames help me, but I can’t figure out how to give him FTP access at the moment – but you bet your sweet bippy I will in the next week or so!

3. Plan your Alaska trip. This I can’t do since the April 2004 Alaska cruises have not been listed online yet.

4. Clear off all jobs for the next three months. What jobs?

5. Write a screenplay. Yeah, right.

6. Think about what you want for dinner. That pasta I love so much. *done*

7. Buy an Easter card for your parents/sister. I am SO not going downstairs to hit the Hallmark – it’s always packed with tourists in the basement of Rock Center.

8. Talk to CootieGirl. And look like some 706 street crazy sitting here at my desk? I don’t think so.

I wanna go home!

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5 comments

  1. It’s good to see you did a couple of those at least. Oh, yeah. Number nine, don’t share the list with anyone else. *lol*

  2. You could call you sister at work. She’s a little bored too…

    *WAIT!* You’re planning a trip to Alaska? Who gets The Kid for that time or are you planning to schlep her along wif you?

  3. The trip to Alaska is my reward for losing the weight I’ve gained during the pregnancy and a bit more than that. My goal is to be my wedding weight by CootieGirl’s first birthday, and then go on the cruise sometime after that, leaving CootieGirl in Denis’ more than capable hands for a few days.

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