Okay... 2 blogs, 1 day Look out world!

First day back at work.  How quickly we fall back into the annoyingness that is the world of employment.

First, I'll start on a positive note.  Sebastian gets to come to work with me!!  2 days a week, he'll be my office assistant.  The pay sucks for him, but we get to hang out so its cool.

Now onto why I haaaate today.    I've been out for 7 weeks and the pile on top of my desk grew somehow.  So not only do I get to go through the pile that I have procrastinated on dwindling down, I get to go through all the new growth that people plopped down.  Most of it will be put in the circular file.

So I logged on my computer this morning.  My email has been wiped clean.  Terrific.  So not only are all the old emails gone, I don't have new ones either.  All my contacts are gone and it looks like my schedule is pretty free and clear because thats all gone too!   I somehow mistakenly found 80 new emails by trying a bunch of stuff and I have no idea how I got there.  I assume this is how a burnout in the 70's would feel.

So the challenges of working with my baby.  First thing, he never ever ever ever ever wants to be put down.  This makes my typical work day difficult.  I now have to type one handed, eat one handed, surf facebook one handed, and it literally just occured to me, if i want to go to the bathroom, he either has to come with me (gross), or I can ask the secretary to watch him while I do my dooty.  AND, if I have to make dooty, she'll know what I did.  And contrary to popular belief, I don't always announce at work when I drop the deuce.  I like to be discreet.  And, if you read my previous blog, you'll understand why I like home court advantage.

Next challenge of baby workforce.  I was feeding my child the way nature intended.  My office door was locked, baby and booby were covered up by a hooter hider incase anyone happened to glance through my window.  Well, low and behold, old man parishoner that I know quite well got to know me a little better.  He unlocked my office door with his key and came in to give me a baby gift.  He noticed I was feeding but this didn't phase him.  So I thought "Well, if it don't bother him, whatever.  I'm covered up."  So we're talking about this and that, and eventually he's been in my office for 20 minutes and its time for Jr to be burped.  As soon as Jr was unlatched, said parishoner stopped talking mid sentence and ran out of my office like his pants were on fire.  I WAS STILL COVERED UP!!    Ugh...  Hopefully he got a lesson in what I like to call "boundaries" today.  I didn't even get to say thank you for the babies r us gift card!

So, because I have no emails to go through, and no addresses to email people...   we have 3 hours left at work.  So, I blogged twice, been on facebook quite a bit, and gotten a little bit of real work done for confirmation.  It's like I never left.