Between Thanksgiving and New Years work becomes all-together civilized. A lot of people are on vacation and the workload is reasonable. It's like what I imagine work in the 50's being like... and by that, I really just mean you can actually take time to eat lunch.
Starting on January 2nd and for the next two weeks, everyone, and I mean EVERYONE is back at work and I think they all resolve to do the work of 10 men. They all race around the office doing "very, very important work". Whatever you do...DON'T walk through the office with a big carb-a-licious bagle or (gasp) a candy bar! The glares are more than anyone can handle. Nope: it's organic carrot sticks and non fat yogurt unless you want to just try and explain yourself.
Then comes MLK day and about half the people have/take the day off and on January 21st everything is blissfully back to normal. I count down the days...
This year something blissfully wonderful happened on January 10th...barely a week into the new year. DONUTS appeared in the office! I don't know what brave soul to thank, but someone socked it to the Resolution Crowd and brought in a giant box of Top Pot Donuts. Boooya! And just like that, the resolution wall came crumbling down (the sweet, sugary kind of crumble). Then appeared Almond Roca, potato chips, cookies...and, yes, a fruit cake (clearly someone was cleaning out their house in this last case). It was like my birthday came early.
Speaking of my birthday: It was the the best birthday ever! Hubs made me feel like the most special girl ever. Work duly celebrated me. Friends went to dinner with us and helped us eat a delicious Icon Ice Cream Sundae. It was all just perfect, perfect, perfect. I'm one lucky lady...and at least one day older.
The photo is fuzzy, but the friendships are not. |
Aaron made me this amazing "nesting bowls" cocktail ring. It's incredibly comfortable to wear and I LOOOOOOVE it. |
And with that, I'm packing up a birthday cake to myself and heading to work.