I'm Here

My last day on the job, officially, was Friday. But I'm still not quite done with it. I have a million little details to finish up and errands to run and calls to make--and I start the new job Thursday. I planned to take three days off before New Old Job, but it's not turning out to be much of a break. I wanted to work in my yard and prune my roses and try to get my head together before plunging into the morass that is sure to be waiting for me at NOJ. So far, I've read one magazine. Whoo hoo for days off.

This winding up of the old job and preparing for the new is taking up all my mental space these days. I want all my ducks in a row--bills paid, clothes dry cleaned, garden weeded--before I plunge in. I think this is some kind of miserable attempt at appearing to be On Top of Things. Ha. Oh, and there are babies babies everywhere. Everyone is pregnant, or getting pregnant, or even planning to "get pregnant out of spite." (Trust me, you don't want to know what that's about). I am over it. Well, not really, but I just can't deal with the whole mess right now and so I'm pretending that it doesn't exist.

This is a terrible terrible blog post. Self-indulgent and whiny and deadly dull. I am sorry, my friends. I needed to get something up here and this is all I've got right now. I promise to do better next time.