One of the worst things, in my opinion, is walking into a smelly restroom. Especially if it’s a restroom for one.
My latest promotion at work was announced yesterday and I was blown away by the number of emails and slacks I received. Unabashed support is one of the things I absolutely love about my co-workers and I will use their level of enthusiasm to gauge all of my future co-workers.
I recently sent this screen grab to someone I know who is going through a divorce. Other than capitalizing the s on the word sorted, this is a solid add to this person’s resume.
I’d hire them.
Saturday night was not a good night.
I live in an apartment that is a bit above average in size for a one bedroom. We have an eat-in kitchen, a foyer that is large enough to utilize as a dining room, and a bedroom that could fit a king size bed with plenty of room to spare.
My husband has this thing about soap that is in the shape of food, and in particular, treats.
He hates it.
Today I was lucky enough to see one of my best friends from high school. The last time I saw her was March of 2004 and of course, a great deal has happened in the past 14 years.
Today was the first day this week that daylight savings time threw me off my normal routine .
Our apartment flooded on Tuesday due to an issue in an apartment 3 floors up from ours. We weren’t home when it happened, so we missed the excitement of the water running down our walls but we saw the aftermath.
There was a situation at work today where an external party pointed out a lack of diversity in an event we have coming up and we were forced to change the lineup of speakers with a week left of rehearsals.