This week's crime is so uninteresting that it's hardly worth writing about, but I'll do it because this blog is anonymous (despite my Christmas indiscretion) and it'll make you beautiful people feel better about yourselves.
This week I hated my job. And as usual, you all were supportive and intelligent and took reams of time to write beautiful comments to comfort me in my time of need and make me feel like less of a failure.
What I did not disclose is why I hated my job so much. Here's the why:
I really, really fucked something up and I got caught. And that's not all: I lied to my boss about it and she believed me - and now everything is perfectly fine because, hey, I lied about it and consequently got away with being lazy and incompetent - AGAIN. (I have been getting away with this for my entire life).
I am not even going to give you the low down on what I did and what various temptations and allurements of the evil one were involved. We're just going to let the discussion end here.
Announcement the first:
I have noticed some things about this blog that are just not right - so I am going to be relabeling some posts, adding some features and rearranging things in the next few days. If you suddenly have hundreds of posts in your feed reader because I revised slightly and changed a category, just mark them all as read and get on with your day. If you show up and things look all different and you hate it, you'll probably adjust, so sorry in advance for the momentary shock you probably won't get.
Announcement the second:
I have something else to announce but I can't reveal it until Tuesday. The announcement will include one short back-story of the "love" variety, one occurrence of the phrase "cowboy-up" and several (honorable) mentions of common garden implements, fried chicken, and key lime pie. So come and see me on Tuesday, if not before.
Oh, and I love you. Also, you are beautiful. Did I say I love you yet? Because I do. *air kiss*