Dead? No, just elsewhere.

I should probably update this fool thing, huh? It's not like stuff's not happening in my world.

Started back to work the first of September. It's nice to have a paycheck coming in again. I'm back on the B2B side, helping with their admin stuff. Learning a bunch every day, and people are apparently fighting to keep me around. The hours kill me though. It's 7:30AM-4:00PM. That's the hours that my body naturally wants to sleep, and instead I have to do the exact opposite.

Just got over the flu. I was horribly sick all this last week. At first I thought it was the McDonalds we ate Saturday night. Nope. I finally crawled out of bed Thursday morning and went back to work. I was sick. Shady had a mild case of the I-feel-like-poo's, but literally the only thing I remember until Tuesday (when I tried to go back to work) was calling my mom to see if she thought it was food poisoning. Everything else is a blur.

Finally have a running car again (been without since that last post in August). Got our Mazda mini van back. It's nice to be able to go to the store should we need to without calling the Little Brother Taxi Service. We need to get the radio put back in though. It's doing no one any good sitting on the floor of the van.

Knitting my tail feathers off, as usual. Guess what everyone's getting for Christmas this year? Yarn. Transformed into "things," of course. I have a crapton of finished gifts that need to go in the mail, as soon as I have spare cash for the post office. (Sara, Angela, Mary...and a couple other people, this means your stuff is still sitting at my house, for the moment. Also, baby clothes for Christina.)

Argh. Tired. Not sure why I haven't passed out yet. Only got about 3 hours sleep last night, then worked all day. It's currently about 5 hours past my weeknight bedtime and I'm just now getting to where I want to lay down.

I think that's a plan. Off to bed I go.