Bought a new heater for the bathroom. It looks exactly like a prop from a Dr. Who story line. Little digital readout on top, one glowing red eye in the center, and it oscillates back and forth in a friendly little way. But if it starts shrieking “Exterminate! Exterminate!” and shooting laser blasts around the bathroom, I will be only mildly surprised.
I’d keep the plunger in another room, just to be safe.
Or intones “By your command…”
I’d like a new toaster. 
LUNCH TIME!!! I just finished the 3rd drawing. I’m now out of work. It’s gonna be a long stretch till Weds afternoon…
End of year? Going through last years day-planner and making sure all the important dates and information has made it into the new one. Also going through the Christmas cards we got and seeing which ones we want to save.
LUNCH!!! Leftover sesame chicken from last night. And then getting ready for work.
Well, this is different.
I left my irkplace about 0730 to go to a meeting in a different location. I returned about 0915 to find the place dark. Turns out while I was gone the power went out (2nd time in about a month) and the Utility company said it would be most of the day before it would be restored, so we got sent home, with our laptops, to ‘work’ from home.
Since I’m old-fashioned and don’t have wi-fi, I’ll have to connect from my main computer, and the VPN secure channel doesn’t work anyway for me, so how much work I will accomplish is debatable.
But at least I can do it in a comfortable setting with ‘comfortable’ clothes (or lack thereof).
End of year is always boring in Engineering offices. My end of year will be comprised of not much followed by a birthday gathering for my friend Julia on NYE, followed by 3 days of not much. Knitting will happen. Maybe straightening the crap room. Maybe organizing my WIPs (Works In Progress) so that I can get them all finished eventually.
Were the boots made for walking? Is that just what they’ll do?
I’d pay to see that!
I’d be generous; you might be able to live all the way until 4:06 after retiring…provided you don’t get hungry at the end; I did not agree to pay for your last meal.
I’m currently doing the con-ed that needs to be done by the 31st that I’ve been procrastinating doing.
On Thursday, I’ll pay bills once I get paid because I want the mortgage interest & charity deductions on this years taxes, not next years. I also need to pull out appropriate beach attire because we’re heading down south on Friday for some frolicking in the ocean*. 
On Thursday, I may go to Peep[del]show[/del]fest. This is a 5k put on by JustBorn. Registration includes a sample of Peeps products & awards by Mr./Ms. Peep (a chick, not a bunny). Then, even though i won’t stay, later in the day, they have a 4.5’ tall, 85 lb lit up peep that descends; their version of the ball in NYC.
- South Joisey!!! :eek:
Howdy Y’all! I have been a productive bear. I’ve been to two grocery sto’s, procured the necessary provisions, put together tonight’s dindin, and cleaned a huge bunch o’ collard greens. I say that deserves a break. 
Mooooom, there is this amazing concept called ‘sarcasm’. I thought I established that I was irking from home, where the commute from bed to desk is roughly 4 feet, hence the classification as being a bitch. I even have to deal with traffic jams when Loki won’t move his lazy ass…
My friend Irish Storyteller got his fiancee a sonic screwdriver remote for her birthday. One of the settings will let it talk to you. We had a lot of fun making it say “tap on the bottom.”
I an’ da Cat will watch the ball drop from the comfort of my bed, if we stay awake long enough, and if I remember to switch away from the Doctor Who-a-thon. (BBC America knows how to saturate)
**BBBobbio **- I read your earlier post wrong - as if you decided to work from home because of the “commute”, not that your 4’ commute was so horrific. I get sarcasm! 
I wish I could work from home. Even without the network and software, I’d accomplish as much as I am right now. All 3 drawings are done and nothing else is forthcoming. I’ll dig thru my pile of books at home and find something to read tomorrow. The Net Nanny here at work is weird - it has no problem with the Dope, but it wouldn’t let me check the hours of a local computer repair store. 
And from our ICK department - when I walked by the kitchenette area to put my soda cans in the recycle bin, I caught a whiff of what reminded me of pee. I’m hoping it’s just whatever someone nuked for lunch, but it was singularly unpleasant and I’m glad I’m far enough away from that part of the room to keep whiffing it. ick.
metal mouse, it sounds like you were caught in the same storm systemas Sis and her crew when they droveto Houston yesterday. Glad you made it home safely.
My primary end of year choreoutside of irk is to get the car through emissions and getmthe tagsand registration changed. I have a few years until retirement, but unless the investments in my 401k tank, I should be ableto live in the manner to which I’m accustomed.
I’m bummed, my last bagel had mold on it.
I found out my phone has a finger print option, so now I can just swipe the phone to prove who I am. So far it works with one banking app. I got the OnStar app too, but I think it doesn’t work with my truck. With it, if I can get it to work, I can use my phone to lock and unlock the doors and remotely start the engine. I got the app too, that keeps copies of my credit, debit, customer cards and all I have to do is bring them up on the screen at point them at the the scanner instead of swiping a physical card.
I feel like I have been productive - but really haven’t done a thing.
Except wash the dishes and dry a load of laundry.
I’m trying to get upstairs to shower but the phone keeps ringing.
Many people who retire early get boared to death.
I didn’t die, but I’m back to work post-retirement, mostly due to boredom. I figure if I can last 3 more years here, I can go out the door at 65 and find ways to fill my time, and have enough in savings to do things that cost $$$.
One tidbit I forgot to share about the FL visit - daughter’s boyfriend said people keep asking him if he’s related to Neil deGrasse Tyson because they say he looks like the scientist. Um, well, he is black and he has a mustache, but he’s also a tall, skinny beanpole. I guess if you have a big platinum blond updo, you must look just like Dolly Parton…
Really worried about a friend who isn’t answering his messages. Though I know it’s probably because he’s busy and/or a family member has health problems, but my brain wants me to think that sending him a message was a totally wrong thing to do, and now he hates me for it.
Damn my life.
Shoving this here because it doesn’t really belong anywhere else on the board, and it’s not the right kind of thing to post on Facebook.
Off work today because Boxing Day fell on a Saturday. Watching the Cub play pick-up soccer at the local indoor club. 12 boys and 1 girl showed up. I have visions of all these antsy little boys needing to blow off post-Christmas steam while little girls do crafts by the Christmas trees.