Much better today
Nov. 16th, 2004 12:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisThe heat is still on at work. But today there is a cadre of people who truly understand the problem and are really grateful for what I was able to accomplish yesterday and what I am still doing today so all is fine. I just need a pat on the head now and again.
And the office move plans look like they are actually going to be doable. For tomorrow-Friday I'll be working in a conference room. I found out this morning that I can take my computer over myself so I will know that it's working and know that it's there tomorrow when I come in.
Mom started complaining this morning that my visit wasn't going to be long enough. I think she has kind of lost her grasp of time values. She complained yesterday that dinner the night before took more than an hour and she didn't get back to her room until 8:30 (this was said with a truly horrified tone of voice). I'm not sure why getting back to the room at 8:30 is so horrible or why wasting an hour of one's time eating dinner when one has really not much more than meals as the highlight of one's day is such a problem but I zipped it.
Today she said 'so you are coming on Saturday and leaving on Sunday?' No, Mom. And then for the bazillionth time, I explained that I was arriving on Sunday morning and leaving the following Saturday afternoon. She has this written down on her calendar, on a piece of paper at her desk and we've discussed it about a million times. I assured her that I was staying long enough that well before my plane on Saturday she would be sick of me and very relieved to see me go.
I need to find me some patience somewhere.
And the office move plans look like they are actually going to be doable. For tomorrow-Friday I'll be working in a conference room. I found out this morning that I can take my computer over myself so I will know that it's working and know that it's there tomorrow when I come in.
Mom started complaining this morning that my visit wasn't going to be long enough. I think she has kind of lost her grasp of time values. She complained yesterday that dinner the night before took more than an hour and she didn't get back to her room until 8:30 (this was said with a truly horrified tone of voice). I'm not sure why getting back to the room at 8:30 is so horrible or why wasting an hour of one's time eating dinner when one has really not much more than meals as the highlight of one's day is such a problem but I zipped it.
Today she said 'so you are coming on Saturday and leaving on Sunday?' No, Mom. And then for the bazillionth time, I explained that I was arriving on Sunday morning and leaving the following Saturday afternoon. She has this written down on her calendar, on a piece of paper at her desk and we've discussed it about a million times. I assured her that I was staying long enough that well before my plane on Saturday she would be sick of me and very relieved to see me go.
I need to find me some patience somewhere.
