So, it’s Christmas Eve afternoon; I’m stuck here in the office with nothing important to do, just waiting/hoping to hear from my boss (who’s supposed to be here) about a reasonably important small last job that needs finishing before I can, in all good conscience, leave. The reasonably important small last job that needs finishing should take about four minutes to finish, but nothing can be done about it by me alone because of an annoyingly silly cock-up.
There’s no one else here now except me, as far as I can tell – certainly no one at all in my part of the building.
‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a peripheral was stirring, not even a mouse.
I just made that up; that’s how bored I am.
The Lovely Melanie has phoned to say that my parents have arrived at ours and I’m not to forget to buy some milk. She’s probably quite glad they’ve arrived – certain smaller members of our household were getting more excited than is good for them this morning…
Oh, yes – one odd thing to mention: Millie’s advent calendar has 25 doors in it, instead of the more traditional 24. I was looking for the last unopened door this morning and checked the number on the first one I saw and it was 25. I blinked a bit, then saw a second still unopened door that had 24 on it.
Anyone else ever come across an advent calendar with 25 doors?
Well, I’m going to stare out of the window blankly for another hour or so then head for home. Merry Christmas, everyone, and a happy new year, too, just in case my Christmas presents are so amazing that I forget to add anything here for another week! 😉