cleverly disguised as a responsible adult

My email ire is usually reserved for emails containing the phrase "Please advise", since that usually translates to "I hate you". Only the phrase "Please advice." has a more negative impact on my mood.

I have a new phrase, one I've not seen before. It's not so much infuriating as it is deeply puzzling. Instead of searching for the root cause of an issue, one of our implementers is now searching for "route causes".

I think he has a problem with his GPS, but I could be mistaken.

Not my circus; not my monkeys.

I'm leaving in a couple minutes. I will get my car and meet my family at the buffet.
I have puzzles printed. I have my henna stuff more or less ready to go.

Not my circus; not my monkeys.

The right people are involved.
The other issues have been wrong long enough that waiting until Monday won't hurt anything.

Not my circus; not my monkeys.

Maybe I can go to JoAnn's and get cross-stitch stuff to make a pretty rendition of my new mantra. I think it needs lovely scrollwork like that one House of Worth dress.
I have a date with my husband tomorrow night. I'm not sure how lunch will happen while vending, but we'll see.

Not my circus. NOT MY MONKEYS.

Call Sabine. Ask to reschedule a call that we should be having in 55 minutes. Ask for times.

When Sabine gives you the times she and the other tech from the Evil Empire are available, take that opportunity to begin navigating to the calendars of all the people on your side who NEED!OMG1 to be on the call. Once you get all the calendars open, finally, put Sabine on hold while you go try to track down the admin who has the security to see the boss lady's calendar so we can schedule this call for a time when her controlling interest self can be there.

Bonus points for figuring this out 55 minutes and not 5 minutes early. Also bonus points for apologizing for wasting my time. Minus points for wasting my time.

Now I REALLY don't want to be on this call. Back to loud music and trying to get work done. Yes.

And you over there in the corner. STOP IT! What you're asking is not quick and is not easy. I have to put in paperwork and processes and stuff. And once it goes in, I'll have to go through all those processes AGAIN when you inevitably change your mind. So forgive me if I don't prioritize you to the top of my list. You've only been sitting on this for four months - one more week isn't going to hurt you.

And Disney - way to make the Maleficent trailer ALL ABOUT THE PRINCESS. I was under the impression that this would be a story about, I don't know, MALEFICENT THE MOST AWESOME OF ALL DISNEY VILLAINS. You know, the one who can turn into A FREAKING DRAGON. Her story, but she's apparently only there to define the princess. Fucking hell.

Cranky Sabine is Cranky.

Wearing a bra that doesn't fit very well is a guaranteed way to make a day moderately suck.

This is ridiculous.

That is all.

Today started with the realization that I broke a chunk off of one of my crowns sometime in the night. This was followed by a small boy being very clingy and a small girl being demanding. Also, folding laundry, doing more laundry, and packing ALL the things. I have an entire separate suitcase for just dance stuff, for pete's sake.

Ox isn't really sure what's going on. He's just glad that Momma's home. Emi is into EVERYTHING. She claims to be helping, but since she's 3, it's not really helpful.

I've handed off the master list of Things To Pack to Downwood. Some of the stuff for the cooler obviously can't go in yet, but some of the snacks can get put in a box or bag. Since checkout time is at 11 and the workshop doesn't get over until 3:30, we may end up taking two cars. Not sure how I feel about that, but I don't want to strand them or be stranded. myself.

Sigh.

Vacations are stressful. 

I'm also moderately freaked out about the performance tonight. I'll be okay, but am getting stomped on by the What If Demon. Also the Imp of Social Insecurity is making itself comfortable. Bleargh. 

OMG! If you haven't put any of the data in the system, THERE'S NO FREAKING WAY I CAN WRITE A REPORT ON IT! What the hell, people?

USE EARTH LOGIC!!!