Yesterday was a bad day for my left foot. First thing yesterday, I dropped a baby gate (for use with my misbehaving dogs) on my foot. I'm sure my neighbors heard me cursing about that. It hurts to walk on it and to wiggle my toes. Then, I was leaving last night to pick up the oldest child from a school thing. When I was trying to lock the front door, the screen door swung shut on me, hit my heel and scraped the skin off. Again, pretty sure I entertained my neighbors with some colorful language. Lucky for me, I prefer to wear flip flops because putting my left foot in a shoe right now is out of the question.
I think this was my karma for trying to take the day off of work yesterday. I have one particular client where the hours I work for them is capped per month. I still get paid if I go over, but I try to stay within the confines of my contract with them. I'm already 5 hours over that cap and with a meeting that I have today, I'll be 6 hours over. There are still 4 days left in the month and my inbox for them is filling up with e-mails that I can't just ignore for even four days.
In other news...
I got an email yesterday from the Mister's Family Readiness Office with the subject line, "HOMECOMING!" So, we're in the home stretch. The funny thing is, in the email they give us dates when to expect them to come home. Then, they remind us of Operational Security (OPSEC) which is basically not giving away any information that could undermine security. Yet, they send this information out to hundreds, literally, of unsecured e-mail accounts and in the next sentence, tell us not to post the information to social media websites, lol. I'm sorry, but I find that ironic. A woman that I work with, just yesterday, had her Gmail account hacked. It happens. All the time. If the powers that be want to keep secrets, sending them out in unsecured e-mails is not the way to do it. I'm also not dumb or naive enough to think that the info they sent in that e-mail is entirely accurate and for just that reason. Blah. Whatev.
yeoch! Dropping stuff on your toes can make you curse faster than most anything.
ReplyDeleteHooray that your hubby's homecoming is drawing near!
Yep. I was loud and vile, lol.
ReplyDeleteAnd thanks. We're counting down the last few days now.
Ha ha! I love that about the mass email that must be kept secret at all costs. Very funny.
ReplyDeleteHope your foot's healed by now.