dreaminghope | Tequila at work; tequila because of work

I'm still at work, but I'm dicking around because it's my birthday! Besides, I've already gotten lots done today.

The company gave me tequila for my birthday!

Celeste and I were joking around this morning about how much we'll have to drink tonight because of some crisis or another and she said something about martinis and I responded that it's margaritas for me. Within a couple of hours, a bottle of tequila, wrapped in shiny paper, was on my desk. Celeste told Dave what to get, and he picked it up.

I love tequila! It looks like a nice brand -- I'll have to give it a little try tonight. (Or a big try...)

And the Big Boss isn't in the office, so everyone's a little more relaxed and happy. He's even on a plane, so he can't even call to harass us from a distance.

Yesterday, Celeste and I talked a lot. I think she's at her wits end around here too. If she goes, I'm out of here. She's the only thing that keeps me from completely losing it. She has been a great advocate for getting resources for my department, she defends us to the Big Boss, she agrees with me as to what needs fixing and gives me advice on how to go about it.

But today's not a day to dwell on such unpleasant realities. I am happily in birthday la-la land, counting down the time until I get to go out into the sun.