Best Part of the Day-
My long (relatively) hours at the work force as of late may have just paid off. I was given the award of Employee of the Month--for January. Holy cats. It is kinda dorky, but I accepted it with pride. (They must not be aware that I blog while at work...just kidding...maybe). I received a certificate, a small cash bonus and a limerick written by my nutty co-workers. A pleasant surprise!
Worst Part of the Day-
A rough day on the Will-O front. We all went to work out this am and I thought it was pretty thoughtful that he was offered to take the kiddies to a friend's to hang out with 3 dads and their kiddies and watch college basketball while the lot of them played. Perfect. I had worked for a few hours in the late morn and was looking forward to cooking a yummy organic meal (my once a week meal) and having some quiet time. I delivered he and the kids to the b-ball gathering at around 1pm. (I knew there would be some social drinking so I didn't mind being the driver, plus on my way to the store, etc...) I told Will-O to call about 30 minutes prior to their desired pick-up time and I would be there. We agreed that the time should be about 4pm so we could all eat and do the whole bath, bedtime thing as usual. I didn't hear from him by 4:30pm, so I called a bunch of times, I texted and I got hot under the collar as he didn't answer. I took it upon myself to just drive over to our friend's at 5-ish as I knew the kids would be ready for dinner, etc. Right away I noted W. was pretty drunk. The kids were all having fun and fine, but of course I wondered how many snacks, fluids and toilet times the kiddies had. The party host was dressed up and ready to take his lady out for dinner within seconds of my arrival (i.e. they all should have been out the door at 4.) I was let down (ho hum) and standardly irritated with the way the mostly pleasant day went down.
Happy Valentine's Day to me.
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