Being home

Since this is the FIFTH week in a row that I’ve been home, I thought I would blog about what’s it’s like to actually be home. Wait.just.a.second…did I get FIRED and someone forgot to tell me? (not AGAIN!!)

But there have been some things I’ve noticed since I’ve been home:

• I have much better things to do than write a blog. (don’t worry – the blog is back on track now…I’ve got some inventory to burn through)
• Dress-up-day now means a shower AND no ballcap. It’s really a good damn thing I have happy hours planned or we’d be on orange alert for shower frequency.
• I have realized that since I am RARELY home, that when I AM home, I spend what would otherwise be my workday doing things like running errands, catching up on mail and going to appointments [don’t mind me…I’m just practicing the speech for my boss and if any of you are talking to her…ixnay on the appyhay ourshay Get it?]
• The mailman is pissed because he actually has to STOP at my house now (my mail delivery had been on “hold” since 2006). And that’s bad news for the mailman because ever since I disclosed my address to “Obama for America”…I seem to be getting about 300 pamphlets a week.
• Molly wants to know when she gets to go back to Nicola’s FUN house. The land of milk (bone) and honey. "Shut up and go get a carrot."
• I have sort of gotten used to the Hampton Inn. I keep expecting that little Spanish-speaking lady to come around and make my bed…[and anyone who comments “I didn’t know Rita could speak Spanish” is getting a complimentary registration on “Obama for America”]

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