Meh...

That's how I feel this morning. I'm killing an hour before I have to go to work... I wouldn't be up so early - I really wanted the extra hour of sleep - but my husband decided that he was going to stay home today, after I'd already hurried and gotten showered and dressed for work so he'd have plenty of time to get ready himself. Stupid man. So, work. Right now I'm feeling very "Meh" about it. But by next week, I'll be all "OMG work rox0rz! ^_^" I like working, when I get used to it. It's only when I have time to get accustomed to sitting on my ass that it seems like a bad idea.
In other news, my husband is going for a job in sunny San Diego, California, and it looks like he's got it in the bag... Does anybody live in California? Cause I don't know anyone that does... everyone I know lives on the other side of the country. I swear, there had better be sick money involved in this or I'm gonna be pissed. So, there's your task, readers. Think money. Money for me so I can endure living with a large concentration of frightening people. Start thinking now! Don't waste my time.