I didn't sleep good last night. Zoie coughed and coughed. Magically, she somehow ends up in my bed every night, even though I can put her in her bed to sleep.
After I medicated the cough, I tossed and turned. The next thing I know the alarm clock is blaring and it is 6 o'clock. Already. Didn't I just go to sleep??
Zoie is feeling the effects of lack of sleep too, as she is difficult to wake up. As long as I make it out the door by 7:20, we are good. We cut it close. Who am I kidding. We are late. As always. Typical morning.
Wait, did I forget to scan those invoices?
After we get to mom's, I run into the computer room and turn on the computer to scan the invoices to be paid. Reminder: Rush check payment due to vendor. But hey, it wasn't my fault. We moved offices to Edmond (an ADDITIONALLY 30 minute fight with traffic each morning. Note to self: At some point, I am going to have to start leaving earlier... it's been 2 weeks.) We still don't have our Xerox networked to our computers. Note to self: Call another company to do that.
Invoices scanned? check. Saved to flash drive? check. On the road before 8? 7:55 am... check. Text the boss to let her know what you are doing and why you won't be in the office at 8? check...
Get to work, the phone is already ringing. Wonderful. Tenant comes in irate. Even better. Calls the contractor a "dumb *ss" at the top of her lungs while proceeding to imitate him. Fan-tastic!
Said contractor comes into office a little later. Boss is out. He calls boss and talks to her. Boss calls me calling him an idiot. Contractor is still sitting in office. Awkward. I pretend it is my mom on the phone, ask him if he needs anything, and he leaves, almost running into the wall as he misses the door completely to exit. Reverting back to "DA" remark.
Can't remember the email address to get on the new site to approve invoices. Email co-worker in Kansas. Ashley saves me. Shoot! Don't remember log-in. Do I ask her that too? No. Wait until boss comes back from lunch...
Hungry. Get salad ingredients out of fridge. Put spinach lettuce in bowl, cut granny smith apple with plastic knife on paper plate (not too successful, shooting half of the apple across the counter and into the drain. Hmm, old medical office suite+unknown substances put down said drain=apple gets trashed), sprinkle feta cheese (don't mind pieces I dropped on floor... will pick up later), pour bacon-bits on top of salad (all clumped together and when I try to break it apart, all comes out in clumps onto the floor. Will pick up those pieces on floor when I pick up said feta cheese), and top with glazed hazelnuts and dressing. Drip dressing all over counter. Adding that to the list of items to clean up...
Salad is great. Still hungry. So much for diet. Wait, I think I have a bag of Salt and Vinegar chips in there! Score! Now I want chocolate... hmmm.
Notice I broke a nail. Great. How do you break a solar nail in half? Oh well. So much for keeping them in good shape until our Christmas pics. Try and break the rest off, with no luck. Will do it later. Forget it's broken and scratch my face. Grrr!!!
And all before noon. Even better...