Sep. 8th, 2009

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Three more days of "freedom" till I start my new job. Yes! I have not yet posted outside of friends-lock, but I got a new job and I start it next Monday.

In keeping with my general policy of not posting anything specific (i.e., potentially incriminating) about work, I shall say little more about it except that it's a big company, the office is in Kendall Square, and I'll be collaborating on a project with three other writers, two of whom are based in Sydney, Australia. So THAT should be interesting. The two Australian writers are here in the States this week, and on Thursday I'm going to the office to meet them and hear a presentation they're giving. Then on Monday I start work for real and hopefully will get to spend a little more time with them before they leave on Tuesday.

And that's all I shall say about that at this time.

I have big plans for my last few days of "leisure," to wit:

* Get a massage
* Buy work shoes
* Tame the weeds in the front yard
* Put more water in the waterbed
* Get a new backpack for work
* Figure out which kid pix to bring to my new office, and get frames for them
* Organize the living room
* Clean the whole apartment (ha, I can dream)
* Straighten out the situation with the health insurance re Ruthie's dog bite (long tedious story)
* Get the kids' fall clothes sorted out and ready
* Burn a bunch of kid pix to CD so I can clear off some space on my camera cards
* Wash my bras
* Load up some music on the new MP3 player I got today at Target (for $10 so I'm sure it's crappy, lol, but whatever)
* go to bed early every night

Okay, I know I won't really get to all that in three days (really two and a half considering my plans to go to the office Thursday) but a girl's gotta dream big. heh.

In other news, our washing machine is apparently kaput. This is highly annoying. I love Brian (my co-homeowner and upstairs neighbor) like a brother, but I just don't think he feels the same urgency that I feel when the laundry facilities are unavailable. It could have something to do with the fact that he, unlike me, has zero potty-training children in his household. Anyway, it sounds like Brian doesn't think he can fix it so we'll probably end up buying a new one. I hope we (by which I mean Brian) get this done soon, because hauling laundry to mom's house is annoying enough when I'm not working, but is going to become a severe pain in the buttocks once I start work.

Oh, and speaking of pains in the anal region, Ruthie is constipated again. ;) I don't actually want to post about that. I just couldn't resist the perfect segue. ;)

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