My boss came by my cubicle this morning just to let me know that she didn't have anything for me to do today. "Sorry!" ...What I want to know is - if she's so ok with me being paid to do nothing, why can't I do nothing from home? Anyway - If I'm over-texting, or over-emailing any of you guys between 8 and 5 -- That's just me trying to pass the time in my cubicle prison.
On a happier note (a joyous one even) - I'm moving out this weekend! I've actually been a little nostalgic this last week, realizing I won't be taking the Phillips' family with me. Despite what my sister may think, I have loved living with them these past three months.
I mean - there is definitelya lot of crying, and throwing up, and generally too many uncontrolled body fluids for my taste, but I love getting to hang out with the girls so much. I'm gonna miss reading Emma bed-time stories, and dancing with Madeline. And it's been awesome to get to hang out with Mary and Dean. They are just very cool people, who thankfully, I am related to; therefore - they are forced to be my friends.
Thank you so much Phillips Family! I love you all enormously. Much more than I am weakly conveying here.