I waited too long to write anything tonight and now I feel I’m running out of time…it’s alread 9:30 and I need to go to bed by 10 if I’m not going to be a zombie tomorrow…and since I will read until 11, I will be a zombie regardless. Which is my modus operandi, actually: stay up too late, read even later, get up when the alarm goes off, BRAAAAAAAAAAINS.<\/p>\n
Work is just seriously insanely busy. We get in more than 20 “official” requests a day (there are 4 of us) and countless more unofficial ones that consist of emails, phone calls, people dropping by to ask questions, etc. According to the stats I’ve seen we are handling an average<\/b> of 79 requests a week EACH (and I can tell you that MY average is way higher) and that number has continued to go up even though we’ve added 2 people in the past year. I get in at 8, and feel like I am just banging out answer after answer after answer until lunchtime comes around, and I’m shocked that it’s already 12 every day. Mostly I manage to restrain myself from working in the evenings because it’s not like there is not enough OTHER stuff to do, in my life. <\/p>\n
We had a all-too-brief shining moment of glory at 11:35 am today when there were actually NO UNASSIGNED TICKETS in our job queue, for probably the first time ever. I sent out an email to our team to commemorate it, but neglected to take a screenshot for proof and of course, 10 minutes later: pow pow pow! Another 7 requests had dropped in. *sigh*<\/p>\n
Sunday is Swedish Father’s Day and I have no idea what to get<\/strike> have the kids get for Anders. Guess we’ll have to go shopping on Saturday and see what we can find. I need to start looking for a baptism gift, too…hmmm…<\/p>\n
We have a very sharp bread knife (it’s new) and tonight I managed to slice my finger a good one, while I was slicing mini pav\u00e9s to put in the freezer (they’re like mini-focaccias, sort of). I felt it as it sliced in and managed to stop before I did any major damage. It’s a lateral slice right across the tip of my right middle finger, just under the nail and it would NOT stop bleeding for the longest time. OW OW OW<\/p>\n
What I am Looking Forward to:<\/b><\/p>\n What I am NOT Looking Forward to:<\/b><\/p>\n What are you looking forward to or NOT looking forward to?<\/b><\/p>\n\n
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