First of all, I found out today that I got associate of the month for July (we do things a month behind). I have never deserved "ass. of the month" more than I do right now. Work is kicking my butt and I'll probably have to use the bonus money I get with the award to purchase some mind-altering drugs to help me cope.
Just when I think I'm making progress, I find out that the customer has some super-secret specifications that I have not been privy to. In fact, figuring out what he wants me to do is kind of like a scavenger hunt, but way less fun.
So obviously, I'm looking forward to the weekend.
Friday night, I'm going to attend an organizational meeting for a new women's book discussion group. I'm pretty excited about that. Books! Whee! It's at a bookstore that I've never stepped foot in (the parking around there is horrible for those of us who refuse to parallel park). We'll see how it goes. Anybody want to place any bets on the likelihood that I might walk in empty-handed and walk out with the rest of the Twilight Saga in tow?
And then Saturday, I have defensive driving school. I wonder if they will figure out what a terrible driver I am and take my license away altogether. I hope not. That would be dreadfully inconvenient. It's for six hours (!) on Saturday.
And at some point I still have to make it over to my church and fill up the preschool bins for little kids' Sunday school. I've been doing that for the summer and that's been a much more frustrating experience than it should have been. It's almost as if everything I touch lately is doomed for failure! Very disconcerting.