Utterly Brilliant Thoughts: Where Did I Pack the Wine?
Where Did I Pack the Wine?

Remember how I discussed my boss? About how he's a sexual harassment case waiting to happen? And how my work environment is toxic? And how I can't wait to quit? Well, I didn't think it was possible, but it has gotten markedly worse during the past week. I don't want to delve into the details, because that would require that I relive the whole mind-numbing, soul-crushing mess. I also don't want to talk about how my house isn't officially sold yet, or about the obscene amount of money we spent on paint this week, or about why I packed all of the liquor and books and anything else of any vague importance already, and yet my bathing suits, formalwear & evening bags are all readily accessible. (Perhaps I am hoping to be surprised with a cruise?) And finally, I am not going to discuss the mountains of snow that fell on us within the past few days, or the negative-twenty-degrees-without-the-wind-chill temperatures, which appeared just in time for us to attempt to move. But I will share the worst part of the past week: I haven't had the time to read any blogs.

I KNOW! Horrible, right? But at least that explains why I am four days behind on One-Word Sarcomical Sunday #4. (One word answers only!)

  • Feeling: Shredded
  • Thinking About: Moving
  • Your Family History: Complicated
  • The Last Person You Had "Words" With: Boss
  • Want To Fly Away To: Beach
  • Hate the Sight Of: Office
  • The Sport Whose Players Turn You On: Hockey
  • Favorite Color Ink: Black
  • American Idol Judge Who Irritates You Most: Randy
  • Place You Thought Monsters Hid When You Were Little: Basement
  • Favorite Spice or Herb: Basil
  • What You Like for Breakfast: Bacon
  • Your Living Room Couch: Beckoning
  • Most Recent Purchase: Paint
  • Hours You Typically Sleep On Weeknights: Sevenish
  • Something You Dislike: Ignorance
  • A Favorite Color: Green
  • Your Snack When Willpower Is Nonexistent: Doughnuts
  • Your Bedsheets: Striped
  • The Part of Your Face You Scrunch Most Often: Nose
  • The Last Thing You Thought Was Funny: Cheesoning
  • What You're Going To Do Now: Sleep

Good night!

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Blogger bhm said...

Moving? You're actually, physically starting to move now? Don't take this the wrong way, but this is the first time I've been GLAD to not live near you. I hope to never move any household (including my own) ever again.

Have fun.

Blogger Pendullum said...

Moving would be Numero Uno for not posting... andthe others are icing on top of a pretty intense cake...

Blogger Mrs. T said...

What you need: margarita

Blogger Shawnee said...

Amen to that, sister!

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