Tomorrow Might Be Better

Mama's surgery went well, apparently, and she was up and moving before bed, which is awesome.

Katie sensed my stress level and FINALLY caved and bought me an ostrich. He's titchy, but he's all mine! I'll have to give him a kickass name. Taking suggestions from you, internet.

And speaking of gifts, I got an early (just a little) Christmas present from Janis. It's a Hufflepuff-slash-camping blanket and it doubles as a weapon if I ever have to fight the Green Lantern. The real gift was getting to make it with Janis though (awww, how sweet of me).

I have to sleep or else I might physically injure someone at work tomorrow. They gave us new adjustment limits (down from 150$ to 100$ and then down from 100$ to 25$. That's a huge jump!!) and it's been a source of aggravation in the last 48 hours. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.

That's practically my new mantra. I need it on a tee shirt.

I'm Hungry

So Mother is still in the hospital recovering from her surgery. She's been really nauseous apparently, which Katie says is probably a combo result of the anesthesia-slash-morphine. But she's recovering. So that's yay, right?

Work was further ridiculous today with our 'renewed call volumes' leading us straight into seventeen minute waits all day. I swear my brain started leaking out of my ears after an hour.

The walls outside of the building are covered in bats. There are almost no words to describe how much I want a bat. 'A lot' are the ones that come to mind, but I feel that's not strong enough.

I might have found someone to buy the old laptop. Money earned by selling the old laptop has to go directly towards the purchase of the new laptop though. And now I'm going downstairs to get some toast.

I realize this entry jumps around a bit, but I'm okay with it.