Finally, (finally) Friday

It has been a long week…

I thought I’d treat everybody at work, so I stopped at the Looney bakery and bought two dozen mixed donuts on Friday morning. That may have been a $15.00 mistake…

It turned out that Courtney was working from home (one of her boys were sick), my boss had to leave at 11:00 a.m. for conference and the biggest donut eater of all, Victoria, was downriver doing inventory for two days.

Sunk cost…

I had two (yeah, I admit it) and they were as great as always.

Speaking of me, I’m okay. Tri-County never called to check on me (like they said they would) but the only effect of my procedure was a bit of a sore throat and a raspy voice.

I went to lunch at Time Out and got the fish and chips. It was excellent, as always. “In Cod we trust!!!”

From there, I went and got the truck washed. I was in a long line, so everyone else had the same idea, I guess. They were too busy to wipe it completely dry, but at least I got the salt off of it.

Back at work, I spent some time wiping everything down with Clorox wipes. I had heard that one of the guys was ill on Thursday and didn’t come in today. He called in and said he had the flu. I’ve had my flu shot, but didn’t want to take any chances.

Then I started a research project for Jeff. It involved switching from ManageEngine (our new tracking software) to SpiceWorks, PeopleSoft and even RITES (a proprietary program written by Jake, back in the day) to try and discover who owns what machine. Our (Michelle and I) previous “perfect” system (just RITES and PeopleSoft) is all fncked up.

It was like a detective story, so it made the afternoon pass quickly.

I must admit, I was only successful half the time.

Back home after work, I treated Caley and changed clothes.

I watched the news until 7:00 p.m. Then I thought about dinner.

Sidebar: I know I have an addictive personality.  But I never felt it as much as tonight. I can’t have salad? But I want a salad, dammit!

Instead, I threw way both my lettuce and celery and asked Chef Mike to cook me a turkey pot pie.  And, he did.

I ate it, trying to get interested in TV. But, I gave it up and went to bed. I was almighty tired…