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howeirdWoke up half an hour before the alarm, decided WTF, and emptied all the bathroom stuff from the cabinets and floor that the Fuzzy people needed moved tomorrow.
Got to work much less early than the wake-up led me to believe I would. I am blaming LJ because several people who have not been posting lately all decided to do so. FB wasn't more than the usual morning madness.
My yesterday test at work was still running, I looked for ways to improve it but it doesn't matter, won't until the next release.
Boss sent around a note that we needed to hustle on my least favorite project, writing the steps for test cases. It's a new product, there are things in my tests which we don't have clues about yet. Very frustrating. I managed to do many, but there's about 120 more.
Lunch was at Sizzler. The sign in front said salad bar lunch was $10, but they charged $13. Iced tea is expensive.
After work it was back to QT Nails, I was early but prepared to wait. I had misread the 99 chicken sign, they are closed Mondays, but they were open today. Remodeling is next week. After my nails were done (7:30), there was a long line for 99, so I skipped buying take-home. There's no room in the fridge, anyway.
Home, caught up on Shark Tank. Their producer needs to do a better job of weeding out the losers. For the first time since ever, they devoted a spot to begging for participants.
Dinner was chicken soup, what I thought was the penultimate container of home-made in the fridge, half full. I was going to supplement it with the final, full one. Had the half first, but when I opened the last one, it wasn't chicken soup, it was FAILed lamb stew which should have kissed the disposal a couple of weeks ago. It did tonight. Sad to dump expensive meat.
So I went straight for the Breyer's Mrs. Fields Chocolate fudge chunk. Topped with crushed pistachios which frankly made no difference.
Plans for tomorrow:
Up & dressed early for Fuzzy. Show him the special code for the electronic lock on the carport door so I don't need to give him a key. The code will disappear when they are done (this lock can handle two codes at once).
Work
Home, check out the damage.
Got to work much less early than the wake-up led me to believe I would. I am blaming LJ because several people who have not been posting lately all decided to do so. FB wasn't more than the usual morning madness.
My yesterday test at work was still running, I looked for ways to improve it but it doesn't matter, won't until the next release.
Boss sent around a note that we needed to hustle on my least favorite project, writing the steps for test cases. It's a new product, there are things in my tests which we don't have clues about yet. Very frustrating. I managed to do many, but there's about 120 more.
Lunch was at Sizzler. The sign in front said salad bar lunch was $10, but they charged $13. Iced tea is expensive.
After work it was back to QT Nails, I was early but prepared to wait. I had misread the 99 chicken sign, they are closed Mondays, but they were open today. Remodeling is next week. After my nails were done (7:30), there was a long line for 99, so I skipped buying take-home. There's no room in the fridge, anyway.
Home, caught up on Shark Tank. Their producer needs to do a better job of weeding out the losers. For the first time since ever, they devoted a spot to begging for participants.
Dinner was chicken soup, what I thought was the penultimate container of home-made in the fridge, half full. I was going to supplement it with the final, full one. Had the half first, but when I opened the last one, it wasn't chicken soup, it was FAILed lamb stew which should have kissed the disposal a couple of weeks ago. It did tonight. Sad to dump expensive meat.
So I went straight for the Breyer's Mrs. Fields Chocolate fudge chunk. Topped with crushed pistachios which frankly made no difference.
Plans for tomorrow:
Up & dressed early for Fuzzy. Show him the special code for the electronic lock on the carport door so I don't need to give him a key. The code will disappear when they are done (this lock can handle two codes at once).
Work
Home, check out the damage.
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