Dude, where's my sanity?

Ok, I don't really want to flame work on here, but why, oh why, do managers have you perform the most inane tasks that have no meaning other than for the sheer sake of checking the task off some mental list they keep deep in their brains?

Grr...

Meanwhile, back @ the ranch.

The missus was feeling unwell last night and this morning. She has a cold, I think. The 100 degree fever she had going last night had me concerned enough to force her to call our friend who's her OBs physicians assistant (PA) and get some advice. She probably did it more to sooth my nerves than hers, but that's ok. I did feel better after the PA told her to take some tylenoids. The fever came down, but she woke up this morning feeling even worse. When I called her this afternoon, she was hinting for comfort food of choice: a Braum's Mint Chocolate Chip milkshake made with hot fudge. Yeah, if that don't cure ya, nothin' will.

Anyway, on my way home from picking up mini-me, I'll swing by and get one for her. Sure to make her feel better in no time. Well, at least mentally. And, that's usually half the battle.

-la