Ok, who is surprised that the copier is jamming every three seconds today, as I'm trying to produce the Annual Report and all the various things for Sunday that I left until now because I haven't been thinking about life past tonight's meeting? Grrrr. I allegedly have a copier tech on his way over now. I eked out enough reports for tonight, so it's not entirely critical, but damn this machine seems to know when to act up. Most of the time I love it more than I thought I could love a digital copier, but it knows when I'm stressed and has the breakdown that I should be having.
Today we had another emergency, in the form of a yarn sale (Uncommon Threads in Los Altos, for you local folks), so I had to leave the office with Rita this morning to go check it out because it's 20% off everything and I am not made of stone, people.
I now know what will happen if I'm forced to choose between yarn and food; I'm in that fun end-of-the-month place where I'm pretty much out of money, and what did I do with my last $20? Bought yarn. But! It was half price! And it's exactly what I need for this one project! Which I can't talk about because of course it's a gift because I don't actually knit for myself.
Tomorrow is the diocesan convention. Is there a way to express a totally non-enthusiastic whee in text? Whee. Watching ecclesiastical snausages get made can be a surprisingly tedious thing under the best circumstances, but doing it on half a brain after the week I've had...well, at least I have pretty new yarn to take with me.
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