Hello everyone! (Okay, I know I'm just talking to myself here. Nobody is still checking SINCE APRIL to see if I'm updating my blog).
But that's okay.
I've realized something today. I've realized I need to keep writing for myself.
I love my other Mommy blog... but I find that I don't always tend to just spew whatever comes to mind into that blog. I try to keep it Mom/baby focused so that my readers will find some sort of point and purpose to it.
Which? Is fine. But I miss my outlet. And - oh mah goodness - I'm in need of it today, folks.
Let me tell you why.
I've been sitting in a VERY quiet office since 9:30 this morning. I'm freelancing in-house at an agency today. It's Friday before the long weekend, so I'm not overly busy. (Read: I'm kind of bored.)
Everyone around me has checked out or is in their own little "I'm-at-work-don't-talk-to-me-so-I-can-get-out-of-here-at-5:01-today" zone. Except? For the one dude sitting across from me in the open concept offices.
Let me tell you about dude.
When dude drinks? It's VERY audible. He gulps like he's a giant python swallowing a mouse. Annoying. That's all I can say.
Dude's nose is also whistling.
Dude is also beat-boxing (or beep-boxing or whatever it is) with his mouth in an incredibly irritating way.
Oh - and he's also talking to himself in short little bits, like "Well, how do I-?" and "Let's see, I think I have to-"
And clicking his tongue.
And playing the drums on his desk.
So I'm bored. Pregnant. Hot. A tad irritated. And listening to this obliviously loud guy eat, drink, breathe through his nose, and talk to himself.
How did I manage to work in an office so long??
Okay - dude is now opening a TALL BOY can of beer while the work day ends. Must. Leave. Now.
Not sure if I can withstand a whole tall boy of gulps.
Anywho. I'm off for the long weekend. Time to get home to my buttertart who can make all the little noises she wants.
They're always cute noises.