I've seen this before but I find it a worthy reminder to share. Plus, it gets me out of writing a blog tonight after a very, very long day...
This may also explain why I'm such a pumpkin spice girl. We can blame – or thank – God for putting the spice in me! No wonder it was so easy for Him to carve a smiling face!
Happy Halloween week, my little pumpkins!
Would you rather wake up at 0-600 hours every day or wake up and work at home for oh, 600 days?
Uff da. You know which one I'm living! Yup, 600 days ago was my first in the home office.
Oh, 600! On the plus side, that's about 1,000 cups of tasty flavored coffee. But 600 days also means I've been in about 1,000 virtual meetings from Zoom (back when this started) to Microsoft Teams. And my eyesight has gone to Hell in a handbasket. Along with my average of 10,000 steps a day. And my ability to wear pants.
Just kidding on that last one. Had to see if you were paying attention.
The current back-to-office plan might put me out these 4 walls by year-end. We'll see how the plethora of unknowns line up for my company. Well, and the world.
A friend asked me today, "Will you have anything to wear?" Obviously my state of dress – hole-y jeans and a hoodie – didn't spark thoughts of a corporate marketer.
I said I'd pretty much have to wash everything in my closet since 98.3% of it has just been hanging or sitting there for about 86 weeks, gathering dust.
So there's plenty to do before my return to the real world. Including getting a lot more steps if I want to fit into my dusty clothes! We've got this, my fellow WFHers.
I'm not the only one complaining about Monday around here. Or maybe just making noise.
Sylvester has become so vocal lately that it's kind of freaky. It's almost got a human quality to it. She does it when she comes back up from the basement after eating and litter boxing. And when she wakes up from wherever she's napping.
Jim looked it up and she might have cat dementia. She's 17 so it's quite possible. Take a listen (ignore the visual of my office floor. I had to be sneaky or she'd see me and be quiet).
Doesn't it sound like she's lost and forlorn? That was me after being off work three days, too! Makes me feel sad for her... and makes me talk to her more, too.
Between the two of us, the only male in the house will not get any peace and quiet. Welcome to Monday!
I survived another scrapbooking weekend. And it wasn't tough to do. Had fun with my friend Julie – and other scrap sisters – and was mildly productive. Besides the pages of many colors in my book, we also got to see some more color in nature!
Was productive, though, despite the 8-foot disaster areas we each call our work space! Somehow, it fuels creativity and fun conversations. So glad they added this fall camp this year! Now just 4 months til the next one.
You're living vicariously through my exciting life, I just know it!
We have the totem pole just outside the dining hall that guides our creative juices. Also helpful this year is the fact we can see some fall color and the water behind Mr. Totem (usually it's covered in snow and ice when we scrap in February).
And then there's Leo the Lion. Actually it's a different name like Jerome or something. I just can't recall right now. Mr. Lion gives us courage (of course) to keep going when we're tired and want to go to bed. He's good at saying, "You'll hate yourself in the morning if you don't do another page."
Kind of a slave driver, actually. Don't tell him I sneaked away from camp for 2 hours this afternoon to shoot some Royals football. They were just 15 minutes away playing Pacelli in the playoffs. I left at half-time to get back for dinner at camp. They were down by 3 TDs then and ended up losing.
The other spiritual guides at camp are our scrap sisters.
So glad my lifelong bestie Julie could come up from Madison to join me. We're having fun and getting some pages done.
We promise we'll do at least one more before bed, Mr. Lion!
Before I could finish packing my scrap, I had to get the scrap snack packs bought so I could pack 'em. You follow? In other words, buy plenty of unhealthy snacks so I can thrive on sugar and caffeine rushes and crashes all weekend.
The Big Guy Upstairs (not Jim) gave His blessing! At least that's how I interpret the gorgeous sunset greeting me as I walked out the automatic doors at Walmart. Behold. Even a supercenter parking lot has beauty...
I'll just share them as is – no filter needed...
If all goes well, I'm leaving the house at 8 a.m. Friday and heading to the all-new fall version of Camp Crop-A-Lot at the Lions Camp in Rosholt. So, I have a bit of organizing left to do.
I'll be working on the 2016 family album – the year Carter graduated from high school and we empty nesters got kayaks. The photo above shows the folder system I use to have all my pictures, etc., in the order I want them to go in the scrapbook. It's missing a few dozen photos right now as I figure out which kayaking pictures go with which trip on which date.
So I will get that in order hopefully tomorrow night. I can't look at another picture or the computer right now!
Thankfully, I've got a few things packed in the car already. Just have to remember the essential supplies for scrapbooking – and eating and sleeping, of course. Not much time to build up excitement. Gotta GSD ASAP.
(Get scrap done ASAP!)
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