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This jar was full on Wednesday of last week. Its monday. J.Newboss comes in every day more than 3 times a day to get some jelly beans. Since this is a short week they may last until she get's back. Oh, that is 1 of 3. She is on vacation and the amazing things is we did not have Overflow calls. I think there as been 2 in the 4 days she has been off. Dr M. gave us a schedule change and it was done with on one have to log off the phone (granted it was only 2 appointment but it was not a major project.)




This jar had chocolate in it. I help this to disappear. In all fairness it was not full as the first jar was.

The quiet is welcomed. We work hard to get everything done as quickly as possible. There is no huffing an puffing. No asking about the dogs, No questioning trips to the bank and no smell of food all day long. No 15 minutes bathroom breaks I could go on by why ruin the calm with bad memories.

I get the office to my self. Relaxation.
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Anonymous said…
You mean you don't want to hear abotu when the dogs took their last poo? Or "where did you go today?" pause "yes you did because you spent $40. Why did you spend $40?"

But that smell...what exactly is that smell? And no...I don't mean the tuna fish...
June 30, 2008 at 12:56 PM
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