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Because this day is EPIC. EPIC I tell you.
I realize Nobody cares what I had for lunch but you WILL ALL CARE about my day. I speak with authority because I have that kind of power today. The kind of power that gets shit done AND has a beer at 3:00pm.
I am one of the most influential women. In my head.
Here is, in a boring amazingly horrid long list with time-stamps, my day.
6AM - 8AM Stuff happens at home.
8AM- Toddler counts to sixty by himself with minimal help. I plot his future which includes supporting Mr. Flinger and I in our old age. Possibly from some sort of computer forensics. Or pot dealing.
8:45AM - Purchase high fructose corn syrup cookies for LB’s snack at school celebrating her 5th birthday. Also, be mother of the year because I buy a balloon. And gummi bears. There is no end to my diabetes-inducing love.
9:00 AM - Submit site for review for client. Client is happy. THANKS THE LORD.
9:30 AM - Catches up on todo list. Finished another client. CLIENT IS HAPPY.
10:30AM - Runs to Daughter’s school for Birthday Snack. IS MOTHER OF THE YEAR. Takes pictures like a good mom. Hands out candy. Children vibrate with adoration. And sugar shock.
11:00 AM - Works on long time client’s list. Is happy to finally get to help them.
12:00 PM - Find out Title Company already deposited check. WHERE WE HAVE NO MONEY. Calls one bank to rectify.
Freaks shit out completely.
12:30 PM Runs to said bank and begs for help. Bank agrees and wires money to other bank. Both banks talk on the phone to get the situation under control. It’s like watching a divorced set of parents work together for the good of the chid. I take a lollipop to solidify that role.
1:00PM. Wired money goes through. Angels sing. The house rejoices.
1:30PM Runs to Passport office to beg on status. Lovely lady assists and takes new photo, gets information for federal line, and gives me ‘worst case scenario’ packet.
2:00PM Cashes checks at OTHER bank. Nice old lady tells me to get a drink. I agree.
2:30PM Talks to four (yes four) different representatives at the Federal Passport Office. Find out passport is IN TRANSIT and may not arrive in time. Begs for “WHAT TO DO” and finds out AHA! THere is a form DS86! OF COURSE THERE IS A FORM DS86! Makes appointment for Seattle “oh shit” passport center on Monday.
3:00 PM Finished another project. Calls friend. Calls client. Gets new client.
3:30PM Sips a beer while taking over the world. Ponders over the day. Realizes I officially earn an entire day in bed. And blogs about it.
3:31PM Quite possibly the least boring blog post is written. Until the lady next to me at the bar falls off her seat and the waitress says, “Oh, it’s ok, nobody saw that” and I say, “Except I’m going to tweet that right now” and everyone laughs.
Because even old people know twitter.
3:32PM I just saw my future.
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Ah, I need a laugh or a dozen today. xxoo
Where you going that requires a passport? Cuba? Pluto?
Awesome day. You are officially taking over the world!!
Amy, Holland, yo! For the EECI conference. They’re letting me actually talk! Scary, hu.
LOL yup even old people know twitter
Love it.
Awesome! Enjoy that beer and have an awesome time in Holland!
I am mostly just jealous because I never remember that Twitter exists when something Twitter-worthy happens.
It’s not about what happened - it’s about how you tell the story. And quite frankly, you’re not a boring storyteller. Man, you got a lot done today before Beer O’clock…
Made a joke today abut my sixty-year-old dad “updating his Twitter page” while he was checking his blackberry. His “clearly not” eyebrow raised over acute stink-eye was marvellous!!
You go with your badself!