It's Friday afternoon and of course the last couple of hours in the work day are dragging. But the weekend is almost here. The big
OU game is tomorrow and I get some chance to rest. I swear, the weeks just get more and more hectic. Between work, trying to keep the house somewhat clean, and cooking, my days are
eaten up. Well, I can't really complain about cooking because we all know I love working in the kitchen. I could do without all the cleaning, but I do tend to be on the domestic side of things, so it doesn't bother me as much as it may others.
Work continues to go well. It was a busy week, but everyone here's great. I've really warmed up to this place, and that usually takes some time for me. The employees actually consider this a team. It's not just a word management uses to try to inflate morale. I'm liking it here. Not crazy about the benefits packages available, but I found some cheaper, better ones online that I can buy for myself, so no worries.
So, tonight I'm going to my old high school's football game against our big rival. I'm looking forward to it, but NOT looking forward to feeling old. It should be fun. We're going with my sister and some of our friends. It'll be strange, though. I haven't been to a high school game in years, which is probably a good thing, considering I'm twelve years out of high school. Then it's off to my sister's for the usual Friday night
beerfest. I can drown
any lingering feelings of age-induced awkwardness with plenty of
Tecate. Promises to be an interesting night.
Then THE game tomorrow. Hook 'em! Beat the hell out of
OU!
Love to all (even if you are a sooner fan...
heheh).
J