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2003-06-20 - 6:33 p.m. I had a day and a half. Wanted to wear the new strappy sandals, so I wore a cute skirt outfit instead of the jeans that we're allowed to wear to work on Fridays. Wouldn't you know that I had to do a lot of filing today, so the making sure that I wasn't being indecent while bending down to get to the bottom files was an endeavor. And in trying to be ladylike , I managed to wreck one of the sandals. I considered taking them to the cobbler in town(where my parents live), but for another $15 I'll buy myself another pair of sandals. Went out at lunch in my broken sandals in the rain to go get some candle-y things for my son's teachers (one head teacher, 4 assistants). Once I got back, the wires to Japan were difficult. Two non-standard transfers and they had to be sent via DHL today. Never mind that Ms. DC in the warehouse didn't send me the paperwork I needed on Monday like she should have, and that Mr. CFO wouldn't sign them without it. So what did I do? I made the impossible happen today. Had DC fax me copies of the paperwork and wrote a note "originals to follow from warehouse" - they got approved and were delivered to me in almost enough time for me to get out of there early like I had arranged with my supervisor so that I could pick my son up from his last day of daycare. So, already running late, I went to pick my son up from his last day at the old daycare. With gifts for the teachers (no time to wrap them properly) and a broken sandal. My son didn't even run to greet me with a hug and a smile. But we left a note for all of his friends and teachers with his email address so that they can write to him. Yes, you heard correctly. I set up an email account for my not yet 4 year old son. If you'd like to drop him a note, ask me and I'll give you his email address. No check showed up at my parents, but I sent the direct deposit authorization form - maybe they just put it in my account. He and I are going out shopping (2 more things for the house and then groceries) and then back to "our new house". It's getting late - the groceries might be able to wait until tomorrow. I have bagels and farina (cream of wheat) for breakfast tomorrow. We'll be fine. But I may pick up a bottle of wine.
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