If you listen closely, you can hear the "hold" music playing.

I'm off to marginally gainful employment of the temporary kind this week and next. Nice people, generously paying me over their average (which is still significantly less than I normally make), they know I know how to do the job so they just leave me alone to do it. And yet, by 4:00 yesterday, I was climbing the walls. It's hard to readjust to sitting at a desk all day, you know?

Still, I appreciate the money. We got Mom's final tax bill and each of us girls is going to have to pony up a third of it (I do have a fourth sibling, my brother, but the odds of him begin able to produce hundreds of dollars on a few days' notice are slim to none.) It's good timing that I have a little money coming in right now.

And working is a boost to my ego. Look! I'm not completely unemployable!

More later.

P.S. I'm a bit bitter that they're into their "casual, end-of-year" dress code period at this office. I'm sure it's very nice for those of them who find putting on a pair of slacks rather than a pair of jeans to be traumatic in the mornings, but HotFlashGirl would really rather wear lighter fabrics, you know?