Sep 05 2008
Crunch Time (or Thank God It’s Friday)
It’s crunch time today… the last day of packing up the department… the last day of arranging the move for next Monday… the last day to tackle the numerous last minute problems and isssues that surfaced this week…
It has been the fucking Week from Hell! Seriously. I don’t think work-wise I’ve had many worse weeks than this one. I spent 8 a.m. to 6 p.m. at the office damage controlling, running after people to get their shit packed and everything done (I am definetely not the most popular person at the office right now), doing our own packing at the secretariat and datamanagement, packing up the bosses’ offices, damage controlling some more… and then going home, picking up The Kid, having dinner, put The Kid to bed and then from home doing the regular office work that I have no chance doing during the day… I think both Monday and Tuesday I put my head down on my pillow at about 02.00 a.m. and yesterday at 01.30 a.m.
I’ve been calling the medical centers couriers service about 6 times/day because a “very important package” is on its way to the US and they fucked up by having it stuck in Brussels, Belgium for 3 days now… Finally, after 2.5 days they found that that was due to a lost invoice, something that cóuld have been fixed within 5 mins… But ya know, it’s just not thát kinda week.. that things get fixed in 5 mins…
The department looks like a fucking warzone… Boxes everywhere, junk that needs to be disposed off everywhere. I keep having to correct people who try to stuff their boxes with shit that we agreed upon throwing away.. Seriously! I am working with 40 hoarders! Sheesh! We had to get pictures off the wall that were stuck on there with double sided tape, ending up with holes in the fucking walls… Well, see if I care, we’re out of there on Monday and after that they are bulldozing the place, so who gives a shit, right?
Today is my last day in the office before The Big Move. On Monday, when the movers come over to haul 450 boxes and other shit to the new location (2 floors down), my ass will hopefully be in Raleigh, snuggling up to The Guy…
So yeah… tomorrow is crunch time… and then at 4 p.m. my ass is OUTTA THERE!!!
I will catch a train to Schiphol airport, check in my luggage, go through customs and then finally sit my ass down with a HUGE bucket of Starbucks heaven and take a break from it all and everyone, before I get on my plane to London, where I will be visiting Penelope!!! Yes, her and I are gonna be meeting up!!! From Fridaynight I will be coming “Live from Lady Penelope Manor”… She just informed me that she took the rats out of her daughters room, in which I will be staying. Gotta love her for that… Right? I mean, I bet she does not do that for just anyone, right?
And then on Sunday the woman is rushing me back to the airport early morning for me to check in for my flight to … Raleigh! Where I need to go for business purposes and hopefully will get to spend a few days with The Guy as well! Squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!! I managed to limit my business obligations to just Monday during the day and maybe dinner one of the nights I am there. Other than that The Chief, gotta love that man, is allowing me to spend my time with The Guy. But still keep your fingers crossed that nothing will fuck that up!!! I will believe it is happening, when I am physically jumping in his arms…
But first, to the office.. to bite some heads off… Wish me luck!
UPDATE in two word word sentences:
Rain Season
Insane Driving
Pink Room
Lots (of) Wine
Drunk Bitches
Long Cable
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