my late husband's childhood

[strophica]

I've finally gone back to work after they decided to forego a whirlwind of paperwork. I got a desk in a different spot and my back feels so vulnerable because it faces the door. It almost makes me want to believe in feng shui/energies of a room

Comments

[dougdstewart]

You've got hairy plums, dude.

[ebourland]

I hate to sit w/ my back to a door. Can you rearrange?

Your writing is as beautiful as a bowl of (fresh) plums.

Hang in!

EB

[strophica]

Sadly, I can't move my seat! I was put there because it's far from Nick, another co-worker. Nick and I are constantly loud and telling jokes/stories/operas and "I guess" it disturbs the other coworkers because they want to listen to our stories but also must listen to the customer on the phone. Either way, I yell to Nick over the desks, so that's how it turned out.
And thank you for the sweet words! I really try to make this journal really short and sweet, and never fill it with useless crap. Am I succeeding?? I don't know!