My schedule has been so strange this weekend, I keep forgetting what day of the week it is. Monday is a blur. On Tuesday, I could have sworn it was Monday. On Wednesday, I worked from home and took my mother's car to get an oil change. I was going to go in to work later but it was raining and it was really nice to be able to work in sweatpants and slippers so I kept working from home all day. In the evening, I drove out to the shelter to help my friend, who is a dog groomer, groom some of the shelter dogs. It was fun to be able to help out.
Today I took the morning off to go to the Christmas brunch at my dad's care home. They had a waffle and omelet bar with a chef who made them to order. The eggs were holding up the line so I skipped ahead and just ate the waffles. Dad seemed to enjoy it and there was a big turn out of family members for the residents. It was good to see people visiting. Usually, I only see one or two visitors on the weekends. When I got to work I had 23 missed calls and a ton of emails. That is one thing I hate about taking time off, it means I have to do twice as much work when I get back. Tomorrow is the day when everyone will be trying to get their problems off of their desks before they go on vacation. I am doing my best to solve what I can and to throw the hot potatoes back at other people. I'm looking forward to a quiet week next week.