Guten morgen, meine geliebten Leser! I’m coming to you yet again from my parents’ house in Illinois. Another work week, another hotel, yet more time as a family in three different states. It really is getting old. Hopefully, it won’t be too much longer.
To that end, the household goods in Ohio have been packed and are hopefully still sitting on a trailer in Wisconsin, as opposed to having been moved to storage and increasing the likelihood of damage. The good thing is that since the moving company is so close to our new home, scheduling a delivery for either the day of or the day after our closing, whenever that will be, should be easy. Then the fun really begins.
Work was okay this week. I was extremely bothered by the fact that I received a verbal warning on Monday for wearing a skirt that HR felt was too short, even though it passed the fingertip test by a few inches. I don’t know how to take that, especially as my manager expressed her opinion that even she did not feel I looked unprofessional. I’m not certain a company THAT conservative is the one for me in the long run. Also, I spent the week staring at spreadsheets again. I like numbers and like playing detective, but nine hours a day, five days a week? I don’t know how long I can last if I keep doing that for too long.
Reviewed this week:
- Where There’s a Wolf, There’s a Way by Lisi Harrison
- The House of Velvet and Glass by Katherine Howe
- My Life Next Door by Huntley Fitzpatrick