Friday’s festivities: a going-away party for Tuco the Pleco, who is outgrowing his tank.


The last time I took a full week off of work was a staycation in 2012, when Connor was 9 months old. I think it’s time to schedule another.

My cube neighbor is having a bad morning. She’s sighing so hard and so often it’s making ME hyperventilate. #work

Being salaried means sometimes I take work home. Thankfully it doesn’t happen often. Trying to decompress after a stressful couple of days.

This Friday feels more like a Monday.

The workdays between Xmas and New Years are traditionally blow-off days with little work. This year, I’m apparently breaking with tradition.

For anyone who was on the edge of their seat wondering how my annual review went: tl;dr: Better than expected.