My boss, the tyrant that she is, walked out of her office today with a little piece of paper. On the paper, she had written down a website.
“Rhonda, go to this link!”
Mind you, SHE IS MY BOSS.
So I go to this link:
It has been the most unproductive last hour of the day for me in the history of work. I cannot quit watching the eagle baby and his/her parents. I try, and I have to keep clicking on the live feed to see what I don’t want to miss!
I am grateful that it is Friday and I do not work here at the office tomorrow, because I would not work here at the office tomorrow. I WOULD WATCH EAGLEMANIA ALL THE LIVE LONG DAY.
I am grateful that it is my boss who gave me the little piece of paper, because I can blame HER when nothing gets done. It’s outa my control.
I am grateful that I have the desire to write a book, but until the eagle flies the coop, I’ll just work on the title.
So, on this Friday evening, I am grateful that I don’t have a deadline. Happy eagle-watching weekend.