Up.

[sirriamnis]

Here. Dressed. Meh.

It's freaking cold out there. Wearing a sweater and big socks.

Hopefully today will go better than yesterday.

Hopefully.

No fires yet, and by this time yesterday I was buried. So it's all good.

Now if I can just get the Pinata to actually look at all of his files, before deciding that "Everything is gone! It is gone! Not all my stuff made it! What do I do?"
Me: "What are you talking about?"
Him: "There should be a January folder there and it isn't and..."
Me: "You mean THIS January folder?"
Him: "Oh..."

I wish I was making this up or exagerrating. Welcome to my world, folks.