It was about 10 degrees out this morning when I dropped Steven off at daycare. He looked like the Stay-Puffed Marshmallow Man, only shorter. Amazes me how oblivious kids are to the cold, as he takes his painfully sweet time waddling from the car to the front door. Can't hurry him along... "I do it, I do it!" I answer by rolling my eyes.
Commute uneventful, unless you count being cut-off while turning left onto Michigan Rd from I-465 as an event. Do people really think I'm exiting just to get back onto the interstate again? I digress, not many are likely familiar with the annoying lack of turn-lane paint on the NW side.
Monday blahs. "What did you do this weekend? What movies did you watch? Cold enough for ya?"
Swiped the morning coffee from accounting instead of spending the two minutes it takes to make more. Yes, I'm one of those.
Lunch break.... Rather than brave the cold, braved the Klipsch cafe. Had a Junior High moment holding my tray scanning the room for a friendly table. Opted for engineers. Big mistake--they speak in tongue. Snarfed a burger, got a refill, back to work. Found marketing co-workers spending their lunch hour watching The Rocketeer on laser disc. Yeah, laser disc. Cooool.
Mid afternoon email from HR...if I owned a Colts shirt I could wear jeans and tennis shoes for the rest of the week. Is it worth the 30 bucks? Hmm... have to give it some thought. Pre-pregnancy jeans not fitting so well these days.
Sunny out finally. Windy, though. Still looks frozen. Traffic moving good for now.
Work day will end with picking up Steven at daycare to the proud and joyous cries of "Mommy, Mommy, I in time-ouuut, I in time-OUT!"
It seems even he knows if Time Out is the worst thing that happens to him all day, it's still a pretty darn good day.