02/08/2010

Hate, is everything you think it is.

Today went well. Left my house at 7:15am and was half way to work when I realized I left my wallet at home.

5 minutes later I noticed I was close to E on my gas gauge. Looking down I prayed to the spare change gods that I’d have enough to coax a gallon of gas from the pumps.

Work was simply laborious. We have this project in Montauk where we are doing 5 stone slab showers & bathroom slab floors.  My boss & I are getting along well and I’m handling my tasks with relative ease. I spent most of today on this one job and managed some minor tasks and estimations in between.

Nina will be home all week, sick from work with a wicked sinous infection. February/March is her usual time for this so I told her "this is what sick time is for, so use it".

My mom’s sick too, same thing + cold. She is rarely sick so I’m hoping my father doesn’t expect a meal from her. Nor my brother for that matter. Sometimes I think that my brother is so out of touch with what he should expect from women.

Tomorrow evening we’re supposed to get 1" of snow with the balance the next morning so I’m ready.

I’m feasting on strawberry sorbet. Fat free of course and it is the goodness.

What I was really craving?

Vanilla soft serve. Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

Anyhow, little Joe’s asleep and away in dream land.

I’ll be tooling around for the evening here so be well.