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sunlitleavesHello! Hmmm. How in heck am I supposed to get to work today? There are two vee-hickles in our little no-garage driveway and the two sets of keys to the one that is blocked in are in the blasted basket but I cannot find *either* of the two sets of keys to the one that is doing the blocking in the blasted basket. And the other person in the household is halfway across town *walking* to his office, a new Friday fun routine since technically, he has a “compressed” work schedule and does not have to work on Fridays. Okay. I could call a cab, maybe? Maybe I could call Wayne? He’d give me a ride but not sure if he’s taking today off or not… Okay. Problem-solve. Valet key? There’s one. Except that one goes to the CLBHC(wtyfitb), which is in kzoo, so that doesn’t do me *any* good. Aha!! At last. Valet key to the Dogha. And I am off!

There is a company in town that calls people who do what I do “High-tech Anthropologists”. Actually, they probably don’t do *exactly* what I do. I am pretty sure that the job and daily routine of a high-tech anthropologist at that company is very different than mine. But use your imagination for a minute because *today*, I spent the first few hours operating more along the lines of a high-tech *archaeologist*. Yes, everything but the dirt, grime, dust, and handkerchief hat. Bugs? We have plenty of those. And nowadays, any self-respecting software house doesn’t call them “bugs”. They are called “defects” now and they are carefully tracked. Oh for the early 1980s… But there I was, digging and dredging through old files of various sorts trying to figger out how a teensy tinesy little bitsy bit of our application got the way it is now. Yes, I was in my *element*!!!

Home via Briarwood Mall. I dragged myself kicking and screaming into the mall, forcing my Chacos to take me to Chicos, where I bought some *desperately* needed business casual type clothing. I did okay there for once. I mean I didn’t freak out and leave empty-handed. What really made me happy today was finding a perfectly good article of summer business casual-type clothing — from Chicos, no less — in my CLOSET!!! I don’t remember ever wearing it. Or buying it. ‘course, when I wore it *today*, my boss told me I looked like a leprechaun! I don’t care. I like it and I will wear it again! Hey Froggy, whadja do with my shillelagh, eh?

And so, when I finally got home, I realized that since I walked out the door with the blasted *valet* key this morning, I did *not* walk out the door with a set of keys that had the HOUSE KEY on it… Sigh. Onward and upward!

2 Responses to “Bladladladladl blup blup blup blup blup”

  1. Margaret Says:

    Sounds like an interesting day. I have TOO much teacher attire and need to downsize, since I always end up wearing the same stuff.

  2. Fran Says:

    A good laugh! Did you ever think that you might be related to your mother?