NOTE(S) TO SELF:
Remember to unplug that Christmas LED lights series that you have pinned to the highly flammable material of your cubicle wall and strangled your cubicle plant on the other end with -- so you don't end up stressing on the second week to date everytime you reach home and onwards, wondering if your forgetfulness was going to make you end up an arsonist of some sort, setting your entire workplace on fire (all because you want your cube to twinkle in blue, green and purple during the holiday season) and then losing sleep because of an obssessive compulsion to dial your own extension at work every hour with the insanity peaking at around 3ish or 4ish in the morning just to check if it still rings (meaning there's a big chance that the building isn't in ashes just yet) and then rising too early to check on the news to make sure that they haven't done a feature on a big Christmas-lights-related office fire where you work just yet, and then finally driving to work (too sleepy you'd start another day of forgetting to unplug the lights *and the cycle feeds on itself*) while calling all the saints in heaven hoping NOT to find firetrucks with cute hot men hosing down your workplace when you pull up to the parking lot and praying hard that you won't get in trouble with the boss, the HR or your co-workers who arrive before you do, and who know you enough to religiously remind you every friggin' day to unplug the Christmas LED lights before you go home, which you end up forgetting anyway.
Now they will start wondering why your mobile will set off in a loud "old church bells alarm tone" inappropriately everyday at 4pm.
And don't forget to do the same to your own Christmas tree at home, so you don't end up displaying bizaare trance-like hypnotized behavior in a really super casual conversation all because you are stressing about the same thing -- but this time over your one and only home -- while visiting your in-laws (who, for all you know may have been just polite enough not to say a word about your empty stares nor pry further to find out that it only actually boils down to Christmas light issues). Like last night.
Just a lil note for myself.
'Nuff said.
Remember to unplug that Christmas LED lights series that you have pinned to the highly flammable material of your cubicle wall and strangled your cubicle plant on the other end with -- so you don't end up stressing on the second week to date everytime you reach home and onwards, wondering if your forgetfulness was going to make you end up an arsonist of some sort, setting your entire workplace on fire (all because you want your cube to twinkle in blue, green and purple during the holiday season) and then losing sleep because of an obssessive compulsion to dial your own extension at work every hour with the insanity peaking at around 3ish or 4ish in the morning just to check if it still rings (meaning there's a big chance that the building isn't in ashes just yet) and then rising too early to check on the news to make sure that they haven't done a feature on a big Christmas-lights-related office fire where you work just yet, and then finally driving to work (too sleepy you'd start another day of forgetting to unplug the lights *and the cycle feeds on itself*) while calling all the saints in heaven hoping NOT to find firetrucks with cute hot men hosing down your workplace when you pull up to the parking lot and praying hard that you won't get in trouble with the boss, the HR or your co-workers who arrive before you do, and who know you enough to religiously remind you every friggin' day to unplug the Christmas LED lights before you go home, which you end up forgetting anyway.
Now they will start wondering why your mobile will set off in a loud "old church bells alarm tone" inappropriately everyday at 4pm.
And don't forget to do the same to your own Christmas tree at home, so you don't end up displaying bizaare trance-like hypnotized behavior in a really super casual conversation all because you are stressing about the same thing -- but this time over your one and only home -- while visiting your in-laws (who, for all you know may have been just polite enough not to say a word about your empty stares nor pry further to find out that it only actually boils down to Christmas light issues). Like last night.
Just a lil note for myself.
'Nuff said.
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Very good advice, Whenever I leave home, I always think that I left something on, when I make my hubby turn around, I never have anything on. Its always just a feeling!!
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