The Good, the Bad and the Brats

I got to see Corinne, her husband, her sister and their three dogs.  Or as her husband said 2.2 dogs.  He's hilarious.  I'm so happy that they finally got together.  It took a lot and I going to guess it took a toll at times for both of them.  I was glad my mom came along and had a good time today.  I know they have neighbors they want to see and her sister's former helper will be coming to see them tomorrow.  I'd gladly stop by to see them again but I know they got people and I'm happy I got to spend the time with them that I did.  Hopefully I can see them next spring.  

There's not really anything bad. I finally got my Kindle after I ordered it last week. This is actually my first Kindle. I didn't realize that what I had was fire tablets.  I'm an idiot.  It's really nice to have a Kindle.  I don't read as much and now that my mom has my tablet that still works, I resort to reading on my phone and I know that's not good for my old eyes.

The bratty.  Oh, yeah.  There's a bratty section.  I had requested and gotten approved time off for next Friday.  Apparently one too many people asked off and yeah, some people are going to be out of town.  Here's an idea.  Why don't you put in for the approval instead of waiting until the last minute to do it after you booked your vacation?  Yeah, one of them is the diva.  I don't think she asked off last second.  I'm afraid that I'm going to hear about her planned vacation tomorrow.  Am I bad that I wish for snow in the tropics?  I'm wishing for something else that involves a laxative but I won't say it out loud.  

I had an appointment and I had to cancel it.  I could have taken a half day but this day was actually a floater day that we have to take before year's end so I thought forget it.  Because I took a week off and lost some time with our seminars those 2 days, it's probably best I pass for now.  I have 3 days off in November, the following Monday off after Thanksgiving so I'll have a five day week and I got approved for the week between Christmas and New Year.

Can I complain?  Maybe a little. I can be fair.  I also know how others can be unfair so it's an annoyance.  

At least I got to see my true friend this week.  It's been a good week.  

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