Yesterday I expressed satisfaction about the things I'd managed to accomplish. Today, not so much. I worked all day and that's probably about as much satisfaction as I'm going to get. My hours are still pretty hefty so I'll probably have another good cheque mid-month.
But I didn't finish the work I needed to get done today. There's only tomorrow left to complete it and I cannot stay past quarter to two (because school lets out at 2 pm on Fridays). There's still quite a bit to do. I'm not sure how that's going to turn out and I'm a little apprehensive.
When I left work and picked up Dear Child today we went straight home. Normally I go to the kosher deli on Thursday afternoon and try to get all the things I need for Shabbos dinner. That way, if they don't have something, I at least have the possibility of coming back on Friday to get it. When I put off shopping until after 2 pm on Friday on a day when Shabbos comes in before 5 pm I'm in big trouble if I'm missing something essential.
This evening I accomplished nothing beyond eating dinner, if one can call that an accomplishment. Getting a load of laundry done would have been nice. There's certainly no time to do laundry tomorrow. But my brains seem to have turned to mush. I didn't even think about it until I started getting changed for bed.
I'm far too distracted to cope with entering the past couple of days worth of spending and Hubby told me he tried to update his passbook at the ATM and it got eaten. I've had that happen before but I'm nothing if not tenacious. I got my book out again. How? Needle nose pliers. I reached into that little slot, got ahold of a corner and just kept tugging until it coughed it up.
But Hubby just gave up. So now he has to go into the branch and ask for a printout because once they open up the machine any books or cards just get shredded apparently.
As a result of all the above, I'm not singing quite the same tune today as yesterday. And, speaking of singing, I'm frustrated because I have a Billy Joel song stuck in my head and I can't get it out!
You may be right
I may be crazy
But it just may be a lunatic you're looking for
Turn out the light
Don't try to save me
You may be wrong for all I know
But you may be right