Friday Follies

So, when I got to work my attorney was still stuck in Fern Parts, waiting for the good people of the jury to finish exercising their collective civic duty. Which meant that (aGAIN) I had nothing-to-do. I went through my inbox and whittled the number of emails down to nine, after finding where various topics were located in our virtual reference folders. I really am trying to be a good paperless corporate citizen, though old habits die hard. (You know: Must save this; might need it someday.)

I am doing much the same thing at home: going through old files, saving what is absolutely necessary, and recycling (but mostly shredding) the rest. Using up dibs and dabs of leftover raw materials to make Things New and Useful. Knitting (primarily) from my stash. Restringing my necklaces. I have a box of beloved clothing which needs mending. It is inching its way up my Honey-Do list. I am nearly ready to do the second and third Christmas stockings for Firstborn’s family.

I never thought the day would come when I would feel sad about not having to attend a staff meeting, but the one on my calendar yesterday morning had been entered when I was still a lowly admin, and had in any case been rescheduled. Thankfully, one of my friends had a new case to open, and she let me do the honors.

I did a lot of Mom-I’m-Bored eating yesterday; it seemed a better alternative than chewing off a paw. One-third of a bottle of chocolate milk (leftover from Wednesday; I’ll finish it today). Half a dozen saltines, half an hour before lunch. Way too many fun-sized Twix. I will be glad when the Halloween candy is all gone. Yes, I know it’s not necessarily my job to make that happen, but it gets me up and away from my desk, even if the trip to the candy jar and back eats up only a tithe of a tithe of the calories each piece contains.

I have been enjoying the VHS, now that I’ve got the new-to-me TV plugged in. I’m watching two or three movies a week. Actually, not quite true: I’ve been listening to two or three movies a week, mostly with my glasses off or up on top of my head, knitting-knitting-knitting away, and only looking up for my favorite scenes. But it’s been almost like seeing long-lost cousins at a family reunion. Hey there, Regarding Henry. Looking good, Ladyhawke!

I did stop at the office supply store on my way home and pick up a new shredder. Also a packet of fancy oiled paper to feed it every other week: the mechanical equivalent of antacid. Or maybe just vitamins. And I also purchased (for $5) a two-year extended warranty. I am not an fan of extended warranties per se, but $2.50 a year vs. how quickly I kill shredders, seemed like a good deal to me.

Speaking of good deals, the emails were flying back and forth last night. The new guy will not be coming to dinner tonight, which had been discussed as a spontaneous thing. Which means more knitting time for missionary hats and Willow’s sock. And he is mine-all-mine for next Saturday, which is when the Fort Worth Greek Festival takes place. I am thinking of a couple of quick tasks, if I don’t get to them myself this weekend, and then loads of culture and way too much food.

Fourthborn, mark your calendar for Sunday the 5th. This is dependent upon tithing settlement in his ward, as he is their financial clerk, but so far it looks good. I will come get you and Fiancé after church. We may or may not also invite Squishy and Mel-Mel-Chan. We’ll hammer out those details next Saturday. I’ll talk with Fiancé about what I can fix that we will all like that will not be as dairy-heavy as my usual creations. Maybe Texas skillet, which can heat up in the crockpot all day, and you can skip the guac and Fiancé can skip the sour cream and the cheese?

And now I really must get dressed and scoot on out the door.