This week flew by just like this year. All the days are starting to blend together and I can’t tell when I did what anymore. Speedy weeks are usually good weeks, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t a few things to throw into the Eff Ems. Take a ride with me in the Eff mobile. Pause your heart out.
Eff that the most important week of the year at my organization is this week coming. Everybody is stressed and the last minute requests are piling up. My Outlook inbox looks hoarded and every time I cross an item off my to-do list, something else quickly replaces it. I’ll be very happy when this week is over. Something tells me I’ll be sleeping even less than normal. But wait…
Eff the fact that social media speak is starting to permeate non-social media conversations. I don’t like it. I don’t like it 1 bit.
Eff how shitty I am at bowling. I drop the ball. Literally.
Eff the smell of this popcorn chicken sitting here. It isn’t mine, but I’m bout to steal me a piece (pause).
Eff the return of the creatures and things that go bump in the night.
Hold me close,