So the 16th floor of the Regions building is being renovated. And my office is nearest the cOnStRuCtIoN zOnE!!! So the past week, I've been used to hearing very annoying drills and tables smashing into walls.... walls being knocked down.... etc. Today, I got to hear what sounded like a man drowning in vomit for about five minutes. I felt bad for him.... but was laughing quietly to myself, of course. Everyone on my side of the building left their office because it was so loud and disgusting. I didn't mind them leaving; I stayed- I didn't want him to see me if I left, and I definitely didn't want to walk in on him puking all over the fresh carpet they put in. :( Poor wittle guy. So I just waited in my office. Until I started thinking about the poor man, by himself, at the end of the hall, no trash can, just puking everywhere. I thought about him walking zombie-like down the hall for someone to help him.... And my office would be the first thing he came to. I thought about hiding behind my desk. It felt like the apocalypse.
GREAT WEEKEND playing with my boys. :) Really, really wonderful.
I thought of something over the past couple of days. Why is it that some little kids just want to fit in, and other little kids just want to be different? Kind of odd how it works, is it not?
YESSSSS!!!!! How frightening.
Also, I have a Vitamin D3 deficiency, which explains my hair falling out, me being tired all the time, me not really feeling like myself (it makes you irritable and have mood swings), etc. So, all is well and all I have to do is take a couple of D3 vitamins a day. So glad.
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