Staff Lunch in These Foolish Things

....and it’s Friday. I am looking forward to knocking a bunch of shit out at work today (mostly presentations) and then heading home for a weekend of nesting. I literally have nothing planned again and I could not be more thrilled.

But again, before I do the weekend stuff, I have the following to figure and push through as much as I can today:

Financials presentation for Phase 2 of The Line that I Created (TLIC)

Financials presentation for WOW portion (this is cool NEW product) of TLIC

Financials presentation for the exclusive line that I created for Very Large Speciality Retailer

Sales Meeting presentation for Phase 2 - this is education for our sales to be able to go out and sell the product I’ve designed and developed. This usually is followed by a bazillion questions for the rest of the year

Sales Meeting presentation for WOW - same as above

Sales meeting presentation for the new business the company purchased a few months ago that I am now running

All of this is due by Thursday of next week (Valentines Day!). Hooray. The good news is that the sales meeting presentations will use a large portion of the financials presentations, so it won’t be like recreating the wheel, but this is a LOT of prep.

Here’s something interesting that’s going to happen today: Boss wants to take his staff to lunch! I got the invitation from Brown Nosey (of all people, because she has to be the *favorite child* here in the office) late yesterday and wondered what that was all about. My fellow staff members speculate that he’s feeling guilty about things, but I’m not sure that’s why. It may just be that he’s feeling generous because he has family visiting from out of town (including his grandkid) and he’s feeling the love.

Funny thing is, it totally triggered my dreams last night. All night long I dreamt about missing this lunch and being invited to lunch by the CEO instead and getting in a car wreck on the way, making me late and freaking me out and not being able to get in touch with anyone and THEN somehow, my crazy and fucked up college roommate was somehow involved - doing some kind of weird touching me and chasing me all over the place. SO BIZARRE. What could all that mean?

Who cares. Free lunch. Heh.

I just hate when I dream about work though, because it’s always so stressful and I don’t wake up refreshed.

OK. Let’s see how today goes…

xox,
GS