Monday surprise - eye candy

Every Monday, I drive to work and participate in a conference call. The one this past Monday was pleasant and productive. We finished the call in half an hour.

I had fifteen more minutes to get to work. I finally made it.

The parking lot at work requires a bit of care. There is a pedestrian crossing, so you are expected to yield. Sure enough, a good-looking guy started crossing the lot. He looked at me. I waved at him. He smiled. I reciprocated.

I pressed the button to roll down my car window.

"Oh, my gosh, you're early!" I exclaimed.
"Yes, I am," my guy turned back and smiled.
"I'm super impressed," I admitted.
"Me, too," he chuckled.

I wish that all Monday mornings started off with eye candy.

First day back at work and a sticky note message for my guy

I made it through working from home. Barely. Towards the end of my workday, I actually had to take it easy. I felt tired. Coughing up mucus will do that to a girl.

On a good note, I did get a few e-mails welcoming me back. That was nice. I have thoughtful colleagues.

Tomorrow, which is really today now, I will take a sick day. I need to rest and recover. We'll see how that goes.

I wrote my guy a brief e-mail. It's better than coughing up a storm and sounding like a guy over the phone. He's doing well. He can't wait to see me, but he wants me to get better soon with a ton of rest.

Before I left for Shanghai, I parked my car at work, walked over to his, and placed a sticky note on his driver-side window. It said, "Welcome home, CB!" He told me that he loved that. We were about four hours apart that day between his arriving and my leaving the city.

Anyway, I signed my e-mail with good girl. I like doing that, because it makes him tell me that I'm bad. It's fun.