Yeah, so, same old here. Work sucks, boss was hung over and an arsehole again. Screaming menace, actually. 'Bout dug his stash out from his desk and laid him out a few lines. They're going to fire Stephanie, or make it so unbearable that she quits so they don't have to pay unemployment on her.
Have been cleaning the house again. Rearranging the formal dining room now that the studio has it's own room again. Ironing. Have to make lunch for tomorrow, as it'll be Tuesday and I won't be able to leave the office. I'm thinking more tuna salad. It's filling, easy to make, and lasts for two days with one tub.
Terry's coming over tomorrow to disconnect the remnants of the old heating system in the studio. All the boiler pipes are going and we're going to update to baseboard. Cool, eh?
Yeah, so I'm off now. Back to the heat of the kitchen.