Today I was working against a deadline -- two of my project engineers wanted stuff typed and edits made and then re-printed...and then handed both piles back to me AFTER LUNCH with pleading looks on their faces to get them completed by the end of the day. Deep breaths. Prayers...really petitions made. I set about the tasks at hand.
Some where around 2, two of my other co-workers (window and office) left...as in -- me all alone. Thankfully the phones were quiet -- for the most part. The window was rather quiet also. I typed and typed... One of the projects required the use of the typewriter. (Confession: I love the sound of the letters smacking the paper. Click-click-click-click-click! In my obsessive-ness, I love it that I type like a maniac and the letters just pour out onto the paper.)
I must've been feeling some pressure to get all of this stuff complete...because sometime around 3:30, I realized that I was talking outloud to myself...ummmm...talking in Spanish outloud....talking in Spanish in third person outloud. It wasn't pretty. When I realized it, I, first of all, felt awful for my co-worker who sits directly beside me. (Her project was one of the projects I was working on...the one in need of the usage of the typewriter.) I walked over to her cubicle and said, "About the talking from next door...about the talking in Spanish...and then the laughter, I'm sorry." She informed me it was rather entertaining and not a problem at all.
When the day was all said and done, I did finish one of the projects completely. RE: The typewriter usage one, I made my apologies, "Here's what I have done. You may notice the contract documents are slightly amok. I solemnly swear that on Friday, I will take a better look at them..."
And with that I skipped out of the office...out in to the fabulous SWEATER WEATHER sort-of late afternoon. I was so thankful that I had many layers of warm clothing. 59 degrees is chilly.
Tomorrow the high for Rockford is 59. I haven't checked to see what it's supposed to be in Chicago. A good rule-of-thumb that I used to apply was...subtract 10 degrees and you will know what Michigan Ave is like. 49 degrees? Brrrrrrr...I kind of hope I'm wrong. But the good news is....there's a Caribou Coffee on the way to the Metra train and from the Metra train to the Plaza Hotel, there's a Starbucks. Two potential coffee stops. Will I stop at both? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I cannot have two lattes in one morning...ummmmm, unless you want to hear some crazy laughter coming from the girl with curly hair.
My plans for tomorrow actually changed a smidge-bit...my co-worker who was going to attend (who actually convinced me to go along with her) is not feeling well. Soo I might be doing this trip alone. I kind of wish I wasn't...but alas, I shalln't complain. I mean really...a day away from the office learning tips that will help me better communicate with my boss and shortcuts to use with the Microsofts. SIGN ME UP! Well, they did already...technicalities. :) Sooo since I am going alone now (or potentially going alone)...I am going to start working on a scarf which will be a Christmas present. Now the beauty of saying it's for Christmas is that I am not telling you WHICH Christmas...2011...2012...2013. The same thing goes with a shawl that I want to make... I need to get brave. I've given myself the pep-talk...now it's time to put that into action. I am going to buy circular knitting needles. (sigh) It must be done. Maybe I can convince Leah to go with me...you know, for moral support. :)
For a back-up, I am going to bring my book about knitting and my new Bible study book. I love to read. I am thoroughly enjoying this new book. By saying "enjoying" - I should expound. This book has brought to life areas that I need to change...and for that I am thankful. As far as "enjoying" as in Oh-Someone-Brought-Me-A-Large-Pumpkin-Spice-Latte-AND-A-Dozen-Roses enjoying...not that kind of enjoying. More of a painful enjoyment...because I want to be changed to more like my Savior.
Blessings to you!
Thanks for stopping by my blog tonight!
~ Angie
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