Him: [listing all his current aches and pains, new and old]
Me: You are a Russian czarina.
Him: I know.
[Note: he is wearing a leather hood during this conversation. Only his mouth shows.]
Me: I'm going to start calling you Anastasia.
Him: Ohhhh.
Me: Stacy.
Him: Oh.
I giveth. I take away.
Only in the Bay area do you have a conversation with your doggy transportation guy where you give him relationship advice (he asked), which turns into a Dominant mentoring moment (he's his girlfriend's D), and give some coaching on NonViolent Communication.
All before 7.30 am.
Benson had a loooooot of energy after our walk.
I have FIVE performance evals to write.
Momma does not have TIME.
So I deliberately triggered a Zoomie that turned into 8 Zoomies (sorry, downstairs neighbor), fed him early, gave him 2 calming chews, and now he's on his bed getting all drowsy.
Human brain wins again!
Telling myself that the DIY project supplies I just ordered *will* be used when I send this quarter's assignment to the Service-Oriented Handyman.
By spring, the bedroom, kitchen, and bathroom will be completely done.
Know what's really awesome?
When your eyes pop open at 5 am because of work thoughts and you're online at 5.30 working on HR and audit requests.
#Nonprofits
#Management
#BossLady
#CircadianRhythm
#Sleep
#Adulting
Had a GREAT meeting with the Administration (off the record), our Big Law reception was amazing, and now I'm drunk after dinner.
(I survived the networking. Thanks, tacos!!)
Never let it be said that feminists don't play hard in DC.