What a day!

Today has actually been interesting enough to seem a little blogworthy.

My morning sleep was restless, so I gave myself an extra 15 minutes to sleep in. Then it took me three tries to find an outfit even with my system (which I'll blog about later). Sleeping in requires breakfast on the go so I popped a couple of waffles in the toaster and ate them in the car. Upon arriving at work, I decided I needed some grapefruit juice to rejuvenate me. When I went to get the juice, the vending machine ate my quarter.

The rest of my morning was uneventful except for the surprising news that David Duval is leading the Dunlop Phoenix golf tournament in Japan. For all you non-golf fans who think that name slightly rings a bell, I should explain that DD was the number one golfer in the world for a while back around the beginning of 2000. Since then he has gone into a slump of monumental proportions. This year on the PGA Tour (where he still has an exemption to play being a major champion) he only made one cut. That is why much of the golf world was stunned to awake this morning to the news that Mr. Duval is at the top of the leaderboard, a stroke ahead of Tiger Woods.

Back to my day... When I got back from lunch, a button fell off of my sweater vest so I exchanged it for the spare navy cardigan from highschool that I keep hanging in my office. Much to my amusement, I actually got a comment on my "pretty blue sweater." Walking down the hall later in the afternoon, I was surprised to find a puzzle piece in the pocket of the sweater until I remembered it was something the assistant APA coordinator gave all the APAs my junior year of college. One of those odd memories that springs up from time to time.

My task lately at work has been what I call "The Taming of the Muckle Muck." It's a reconciliation that got passed to me this summer, and now that I have a good grasp of it, I thought I'd go back and clean up the report because the prior accountant working on this reconciliation passed it to me with pages of items that they hadn't cleared against other months reconciliations. Anyways, at one point I became so flabbergasted that I couldn't stop laughing.

My day at work was capped off with a nice messy piece of chocolate cake, and now I get to go Scottish dancing.