Thanks, everyone, for your prayers. I feel better today. It's amazing how much better life is when your head isn't pounding. For those of you who have serious headaches on a regular basis, I don't know how you get through the day. I'm so wimpy when it comes to that stuff.
Ryan called a little while ago and offered me a job. Isn't that funny and random? His boss needs an administrative assistant for their whole company (of four employees). I can't imagine that it would be any better than my current job, so I turned it down. Now I'm thinking maybe I should have applied, at least, but I have a good gig here. I shouldn't leave unless I could do something I really wanted to do.
Wednesday lunch was at Atlanta Bread Company today, one of my favorite places. Thanks, Jeremy, for willingly going there. That was nice of you. :)
Gandalf is weird. Since last weekend, he's spent most of his time laying on the dining table. He gets down to eat, and that's about it. I have yet to see what is so fascinating (or comfortable) about that location. We've tried to coax him onto the couch, or our beds, but he just keeps going back to the table. What a wacko. (Like owner, like cat, I guess.)
I tried for the five millionth time to post a poll, but it keeps messing up. Yep, a paid account really gets you far around here.
Ryan called a little while ago and offered me a job. Isn't that funny and random? His boss needs an administrative assistant for their whole company (of four employees). I can't imagine that it would be any better than my current job, so I turned it down. Now I'm thinking maybe I should have applied, at least, but I have a good gig here. I shouldn't leave unless I could do something I really wanted to do.
Wednesday lunch was at Atlanta Bread Company today, one of my favorite places. Thanks, Jeremy, for willingly going there. That was nice of you. :)
Gandalf is weird. Since last weekend, he's spent most of his time laying on the dining table. He gets down to eat, and that's about it. I have yet to see what is so fascinating (or comfortable) about that location. We've tried to coax him onto the couch, or our beds, but he just keeps going back to the table. What a wacko. (Like owner, like cat, I guess.)
I tried for the five millionth time to post a poll, but it keeps messing up. Yep, a paid account really gets you far around here.