Day 26: Your week, in great detail
Apr. 18th, 2010 09:12 pmHonestly, it's hard to give a detailed account of my week, because the day todays are all very much the same: I get up between 7:30 and 8:00, eat breakfast, go to work, come home, eat dinner, go to bed. Usually the only variations are the weekends, where I wake up at the whims of Liz, and Thursdays, when Liz has her doctor appointment. Also different because we watch Bones. Tuesdays tend to be different just because we go to Liz's mom's house to watch LOST (ABC does this awesome thing here where it doesn't come in very well on antanae. The reason seems to be that one of their towers were damaged and they just haven't gotten around to fixing it, or some such thing). Sometimes Liz makes breakfast. I'm pretty sure she made breakfast on Tuesday. Sometimes I stop by the post office to drop off the Netflix before work. That was also Tuesday. I was also almost late because of it.
Work, on a day to day, is much the same. I have authors who are angry for some stupid reason, don't like my designs for some stupid reason, DO like my designs for some stupid reason, don't understand the process, don't understand why their books are delayed, don't understand why this is all their fault, rinse and repeat. This week has been slightly different from normal because everyone keeps asking if Liz has had the baby yet. I explained to Mallory and Liz that I should just get a white board that I can change every day with Liz's current symptoms and feelings.
Every day when I come home I take the dog out, and Liz steals my phone to play solitaire until the battery is almost dead. I plug it in, and she plays again for an hour or so before she goes to sleep and I plug my phone back in.
That's about it.
Work, on a day to day, is much the same. I have authors who are angry for some stupid reason, don't like my designs for some stupid reason, DO like my designs for some stupid reason, don't understand the process, don't understand why their books are delayed, don't understand why this is all their fault, rinse and repeat. This week has been slightly different from normal because everyone keeps asking if Liz has had the baby yet. I explained to Mallory and Liz that I should just get a white board that I can change every day with Liz's current symptoms and feelings.
Every day when I come home I take the dog out, and Liz steals my phone to play solitaire until the battery is almost dead. I plug it in, and she plays again for an hour or so before she goes to sleep and I plug my phone back in.
That's about it.