Web Conference
I forgot about today’s web conference. Eek! Going to speak to some big wigs in Ohio about transferring the DFW website to me… suggestions, ideas, and continuity. I hope it doesn’t last too long… a couple of the people I know who are participating in the web conference talk way too slow… hope they don't chat-type the same.
Work Work
Temp did a good job yesterday. She’s quite older than I imagined. I hope that doesn’t detour her from working for me. She’ll be in 3 times a week for now, until I need more assistance.
The President of the company sent me more pictures of dead deer today. So disgusting. He’s an avid hunter… he has a collage of images he wants me to make copies of on 11x17” sheets… yuck.
Yes, The Ex
The Ex just can’t drop it. I guess it makes him feel better to take little stabs at me here and there. I received yet another email from him… all this after he says he can’t subject himself to my life any more. I know he reads my stuff and it bothers the heck out of him… I just feel like he’s spying on me… not to mention I can’t seem to stop dreaming about him.
Last night’s dream was angry. He completely destroyed a set of ancient bangles I had… he had a girlfriend with a child who completely bent them all out of shape. And he had a dirt bike field in his living room- bunch of young guys doing tricks off the mounds. Eh… I donno what all that was about… but I know I was FURIOUS with him for being so disrespectful to something so precious to me.
I don’t really have ancient bangles… but I’m assuming that relates to my heart in some way. Eh... starting not to really care anymore. Just get on with it!
Work Work
Temp did a good job yesterday. She’s quite older than I imagined. I hope that doesn’t detour her from working for me. She’ll be in 3 times a week for now, until I need more assistance.
The President of the company sent me more pictures of dead deer today. So disgusting. He’s an avid hunter… he has a collage of images he wants me to make copies of on 11x17” sheets… yuck.
Yes, The Ex
The Ex just can’t drop it. I guess it makes him feel better to take little stabs at me here and there. I received yet another email from him… all this after he says he can’t subject himself to my life any more. I know he reads my stuff and it bothers the heck out of him… I just feel like he’s spying on me… not to mention I can’t seem to stop dreaming about him.
Last night’s dream was angry. He completely destroyed a set of ancient bangles I had… he had a girlfriend with a child who completely bent them all out of shape. And he had a dirt bike field in his living room- bunch of young guys doing tricks off the mounds. Eh… I donno what all that was about… but I know I was FURIOUS with him for being so disrespectful to something so precious to me.
I don’t really have ancient bangles… but I’m assuming that relates to my heart in some way. Eh... starting not to really care anymore. Just get on with it!
Noodled by Burninghair at 9:44 AM
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