Oddly enough, I haven't been able to match lately.
Maybe I'm going color blind.
No, I think I'm just starting not to care. I got up this morning and pulled on a pair of grey pinstripe pants and a green short sleeved sweater. No problem, right? I slipped into my black pumps and headed to my closet to look for a cardigan to shield me from the ever changing temperature in my office. I didn't have black, so I pulled out my beige cardigan and put it on. I grabbed my teal coat, knotted my crimson scarf around my neck, and walked out the door.
Before you berate me, hear me out. I had every intention of taking the cardigan off and placing it on the back of my chair at work. But as soon as I came in, I headed into a staff meeting, where it was cold. So I kept the cardigan on. And the red scarf. It wasn't until maybe 4:30 p.m. that I realized what I had on and peeled the cardigan from my back and laid the scarf to the side.
Good thing I spent most of the day at my desk writing.
Speaking of writing, I feel like I've become an indentured servant to my newspaper. After a very long weekend of shenanigans and responsibilities, I started Monday at 8:30 a.m. at a local pond. I was there to do a feature on a water based division of the police department. From there, I headed back to the office to write about an open meetings complaint that had been filed with the Attorney General's office. I also got the skinny on a court case that I had missed earlier that day and wrote it for the enxt day's paper. Day done yet? Not by a long shot. I had to then head to my town for a budget workshop that I thankfully didn't have to write about until the next day.
Tuesday, I slept until noon, then rolled out of bed to go to work. I wrote my budget hearing story from the night before, filed some requests for public documents and headed back to my town for a marathon town council meeting. The meeting started at 7 p.m. It adjourned at 11:05 p.m.
Exhausted, I ran back to the office to get on the following day's b udget (a mandate from my boss) then went home and fell in the bed. Then, today, I had the two hour staff meeting and then spent all afternoon writing about the marathon town council meeting which advanced the story on a pension board issue that recently had garnered a lot of coverage.
I'm just pooped. And the week isn't over yet.
One good thing is coming out of all of this, though. Can you say "overtime?"
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Perhaps you need to take notes from the father character played by John Witherspoon in Boomerang. Remember the part when he said, "You got to COORDINATE!"? Well, I need you to think about that.
Teal, gray, green, black, beige and more. I have a few suggestions. (1) Get a neutral colored scarf and coat. (2) Leave a black shawl at work on those days you need extra warmth. (3) Look in the mirror before you leave home!
LOL
You and that damned teal coat! I was with you until you brought that thng out.
You mean you're JUST starting to feel like an indentured servant?! Lol. I feel like that all the time.
And on this matching thing: see you need to chill with all those colors. All my dress pants are black or charcoal gray. And I stick to the button down dress shirts from Express and the likes.
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