omg, I Can't Even Look At You

My husband got an assistant. I moved into a bigger office with said assistant, next door to the man (I am enjoying this location). 

I guess I knew the day would come. I am adjusting, as it is slightly awkward.

Monday (her first day) she was late. Something about airless front tires? You know I don't get in until 9:30 or 10:00- so how would I know if she was late, why that's a problem, or what time she was even supposed to be there.

She is cheery, and has an enjoyable laugh.

She was on the the brink of turning 30 on Saturday. She left the office Thursday evening for a dinner-party night a her friends house. She texted in sick Friday, and we haven't heard from her since. 

Stupid school- should I go? I can't possibly. It is super frustrating though, to be able to have an idea and no idea how to say it. GD it! I really have no interest in going.

barf

That's all I can give you. Thank god for pilates tomorrow.

Bonsoir biche.