Yeah that is just too sad. Not much going on today. Another exciting, yet, boring work day. I need to hit the drug store on my way home tonight to pick up a card for Vinnie for tomorrow. I just finished what little work I had on my desk and now have 7 more hours to kill...Joy.
Hey, Shelly, while you might be bored at work, at least you have the job!! In this economy....
I have about an hour before I have to run off this morning. Late yesterday afternoon, a friend of Nick's came by to pick up some pillow cases for Nick as he was catching the 7 a.m. flight today out to Vancouver and Nick was picking him up. Nick complained that the pillow cases I had sent out to him with the last Toronto friend to visit him weren't soft enough. (rme) Staff housing provides bed linens but apparently I had spoiled my kids with good sheets and towels over the years and Nick had requested that I send him some of the sheets from home, but when I did, I deliberately didn't send good pillow cases because they are so easily lost. Anyway, I packed some off and Matt arrived at 5:30 and after hugs and a chat, off he went with the stuff and Nick's pile of mail.
Six o'clock my e mail chime went off. It was Nick. He said he was about to buy a queen size bed for his room because he hates sleeping on a single cot. Although it would be crowded in his little bedroom he wanted the extra room to spread out. Could I please send some queen sheets if I had any extras around, and not those muslin ones from the cottage. I called him back. I said "Matt just left here. What do you want me to do? Run over to his place with the sheets?"
Anyway, I didn't go to Matt's house after all because I think I convinced Nick not to spend the money on a bed just yet. But my point is, even though kids grow up and move away, they still manage to be kids, one way or another. *sigh*
Yes, I am incredibly lucky to still have a job. Especially at Pfizer where they are laying off people into the thousands. I actually feel bad quite often because my job isn't really needed. But thank goodness I have a contract through the end of the year so they are stuck with me, at least until I get put into bed by the doctor. Hopefully that won't happen and I will be able to work up until these little ladies come out...That is my prayer at the moment. I worked up until the week before Jolene was born and I had really high blood pressure with her. So here's hoping I can manage to keep it down this time.
Anyways, thats funny about the sheets. I am most definitely not spoiled with sheets. I think I spent too long sleeping on cots in sleeping bags while in the Navy that the sheets don't matter so much as long as they aren't silk or satin.
