Colin has spent the entire day hiding under my bed. My apartment complex is installing all new appliances in the apartment--new refrigerator, dishwasher, stove, oven, microwave, cabinets, counters. But that means that there's been a group of five or six guys here since 10 this morning. They're loud. They make a lot of noise. I haven't seen Colin as anything other than a pair of eyes since they arrived. It's a shame they didn't do this last week. I would've arrived back from Minneapolis to a shiny, new apartment! But it was not to be.
Conference was good. Very busy, but we did a good job in Marketplace. I wrote a few stories and spent a lot of time at a cash register. We were guarded by Amber, the fabulous security guard who helped us merchandise our products. I ate some really nice meals and danced a little, too. It was very tiring, but good.
I took today off as one of my comp days (seeing how I'm no longer paid by the hour, I get comp days instead of overtime) and ironically I woke up with a really bad sore throat, so I could legitimately take today as a sick day. I haven't gotten much sleep...and didn't watch the shows I taped or read the papers I missed. But it's still been nice.
This is a bit disjointed; I think I lost all capacity for thought around Thursday. Hopefully it'll come back.
Current song in my head:
"Bad to the Bone"