Okay - so I'm going to leave work early today. I already turned in my timecard for the day so I actually am "playing hookie" as some might say. Do I care? No.
I am leaving because I have done one thing related to work all day. My boss is gone, so are 4 out of the 5 directors and I have done nothing besides updated my Facebook account and check my gmail account about 800 times today. I am not supposed to be on either of them, but what else would I do all day?!?!
Over my lunch I did go to Webers Westdale though to check out a rose that Mary (the amazing flower lady there) ordered to see the color. It turns out it is not the right color at all, but then she gave me both roses for me to take home! Bonus!
Then I went in to Barnes and Noble and bought copies of NEED Magazine. It is a current events/philanthropic magazine. Tony has a published article in it!!! My Tony is a published author! Well worth the $6 for a magazine.
No word back from M.E. yet. Still waiting - as I usually do.
Here is something to write about though. My Aunt called me yesterday. She wanted to ask me about something that had obviously been on her mind for a bit. My Grandpa ("The Man") who recently passed away gave both of my sisters a table (I think it is a smaller side table) when they got married. My Aunt called me to check to see if I would want one - her reasoning for asking was that when she asked my Mom about it, my Mom said that it might not be of "my taste". Why my Mother would think that anything my Grandpa wanted to give me would be out of my taste is beyond me!
Here's the kicker - my Aunt told me that when my Grandpa was in the hospital. He mentioned a few things for my Dad and her to take care of. Making sure that I got my table once I got married was of great importance to him. So - Mom - I do want the table, no matter what it looks like! I thought it was really sweet of her to call though. I've found (unfortunately only in the past month or so after The Man passed away) that my Aunt and I are more similar that we thought. Before, you could mistake her for being my Mom because we look more alike than any other 2 people in our family. Now - I realize that we are "the emotional" people in the family. She cried as she told me what my Grandpa had asked her to make sure that I got. Although crying isn't usually a happy thing - this time it was, for me at least.
Alright - enough with the sap. I'm going now. I think I'll go buy a pair of shoes with the money I'm earning while not being here! HA!
Just kidding - I'll just look at shoes.
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