Tuesday, 20 December 2005

whine snark whine

Wow, what a day. My boss is never around except when I'm screwing up (what, does he have a secret speaker somewhere?) and I seem to be making lots of the middle-rank people happy while simultaneously doing everything wrong around him. He doesn't impact my work all that much but it's irritating.

Long commute home - and is anyone else tired of Christmas music?? - and I came in the house into pure bedlam. Now, Bedlam and I are usually friends. We go waaaay back. But tonight, I had a grudge against noise and hoopla. I wanted quiet. I wanted my childrens' shining faces reflecting in the Christmas tree lights as we talked about what they did today. I wanted to smell good smells as I walked in the door of someone else cooking. I wanted a drink. (I blame the season. I usually don't drink.)

Instead, the house was a mess and the kids were a wreck and Bear cooked chicken for dinner. That's chicken full stop.
Apparently his idea of a healthy dinner involves protein and nothing else. And then he stomped around and threw a whine because I asked him what he did today.

Dishes do not take ten hours.

Thank God tomorrow is Wednesday. Tomorrow, Christmas shopping. Huzzah!

I'm a glutton for punishment.


Cat, Galloping said...

my boss always manages to instant message me with an urgent request that's come straight from the CEO the very second i step away from the computer.

Suburban Turmoil said...

Chicken and only chicken?! What a man!! ;)