it's december. the 8th I think, maybe the 9th, I don't know. i have been a productive - mostly - presence at work. at home, not too much.
i hate this time of year. it keeps me from my family. it makes shopping trips like a special operations mission. get in, get what you came for - hopefully, and get out. the problem this year is a simple one: i am having no luck shopping. none. at. all.
time is running out. ideas are still there but nada.
this afternoon/evening, i have to be the supportive team member and attend the annual chorus fiasco. it looks like they are finally going to start hammering her for everything she isn't/hasn't doing/done. it may be too little, too late as my team leader is actively pursuing a transfer. where does that leave me?
good question.
my body may be in main street hell today/tonight but my mind will definitely be elsewhere.
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