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Lack of productivity
Sep. 13th, 2005 07:05 pmThis is officially No Productivity week for me. The last two weeks have been really good because I've been stockpiling other people's assessments, but now that the assessments are slowing down, I suppose it's apparent that I don't have many families right now. I guess I need to get some more. I've been a case-closing machine!
I drove all the way to Dudley Square to someone's house for them to tell me that they forgot I was coming and they are going to the daughter's dentist appointment. Whups. I didn't need that time or anything.
I went to Lambert's instead and splurged on tons and tons of fresh fruit and vegetables. Having the bottom drawers of the fridge jam-packed only reinforces how painfully empty the rest of the fridge is. Yowch. We sure do need some groceries. Where does the time go? Maybe we can go late tonight or something.
I am going to meet with some train collector dude about my dad's trains on Saturday morning. Then maybe I can make a pitstop at a high school friend's surprise 30th birthday party (it starts at noon - who starts a freaking surprise party at noon?) really quickly before I take a million pictures of the truck and snowplow to post it to craigslist. Or something.
Someday, my wife and I will spend some quality time together.
I drove all the way to Dudley Square to someone's house for them to tell me that they forgot I was coming and they are going to the daughter's dentist appointment. Whups. I didn't need that time or anything.
I went to Lambert's instead and splurged on tons and tons of fresh fruit and vegetables. Having the bottom drawers of the fridge jam-packed only reinforces how painfully empty the rest of the fridge is. Yowch. We sure do need some groceries. Where does the time go? Maybe we can go late tonight or something.
I am going to meet with some train collector dude about my dad's trains on Saturday morning. Then maybe I can make a pitstop at a high school friend's surprise 30th birthday party (it starts at noon - who starts a freaking surprise party at noon?) really quickly before I take a million pictures of the truck and snowplow to post it to craigslist. Or something.
Someday, my wife and I will spend some quality time together.
