This morning has been one of those completely random mornings. Which is bad, because it’s only 9:05. Of course, I have a division meeting at 10:30, which only helps make days surreal. Nothing ever gets done on days when there’s an all-staff or division meeting. It just throws everyone off.
I had to go to the grocery store to pick up flowers for Krishni (per Jeff’s request) and while there I was remembering a dream I had last night that involved both of my grandfathers dying in a 24-hour span. So I was at the grocery store and thought about how weird it was that I dreamed my grandfathers had died. *Pause* Wait. Both of my grandfathers did die. I mean, true, they died 3½ years apart…I guess I just forgot. Or something. I don’t know.
Then I was driving in to work and it hit me that I was driving to work. Commuting. Just as I have for the last year and a half. A year and a half? Geez. It’s been a long time. I guess I’m all grown up and stuff. I guess doing my taxes should have illustrated that point for me (and I still don’t understand how I could pull in almost $30,000 in a year and still not have much money). It was just this very weird moment for me. Anyway, Sars just also did her taxes—read all about it!
Current song in my head:
“Drops of Jupiter” by Train