So, the Executive decided to take a vacation. He was out of contact for 3 weeks and 3 days. Today he wandered back in, threw me the keys and said “start ‘er up!” Like, I’m doing my best, but I’m so not built for this job….I’m not an Executive, I’m just a me.
So, this is where we’re at…I have one finished post and have a few others started. I have yet to change the theme or the colors…and, we are just not going to, a) worry about that, or b) talk about that right now.
Well….it’s now 5pm (I started this around 9am)….I have yet to finish this thought, but I have printed out next months calendar, made Rice Krispie treats, played Beat Saber, did the dishes, am in the process of creating a cookie recipe because Walmart is disappointing and can’t keep them in stock, successfully remembered to eat lunch, …
Ok…so, it’s 2:30pm the next day…I finished that recipe and made the cookies…they were….technically cookies…
The moral of the story is that this is an official record of the behavior of the Executive and the problems he causes.
For now, I’m going to go make the calendar for this month and hope it makes it to the fridge tonight.
The Executive of my Function 