My sister came to hang out with me this weekend; a pit stop on her way to Colorado for the summer. We didn’t do anything very exciting, but I am glad she was able to come and spend some time with me before she headed off to her western happy place. After I dropped her off this morning, I cried in the car. I tried to blame it on my hormones, but Mom said it’s just because we love her so much and I agreed… though the hormones didn’t help.
It was around 85 degrees here in NoVa today. For some reason, the past two Mondays have been this way. Let’s just hope tomorrow isn’t like last Tuesday, when it was rainy and cold. Though a little cooler wouldn’t be a bad thing in my opinion. I mean, I’m already baking.
I have 27 recordings to transcribe before Friday. Importing them this afternoon and seeing how many there were didn’t make me a happy camper. Then I got started and the quality is horrible, which makes it really frustrating and annoying to work on them. You could say dictation is my least favorite part of my job… because it is.
In conclusion, I’m glad this Monday is over. It was hot, there was crying, and although playing FreeCell was getting kind of old, I think I prefer that to transcribing jail phone calls.
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