Well, the Great Leg Waxing of 2007 was last night. Yup, Aidan's legs are now as smooth as a.... well, as waxed legs! He flinched a little as I ripped off each strip, and he drank more wine than strictly necessary for a weeknight... but he really handled it rather well!
In a completely unrelated topic... I hate my job. Well, I love my real job, but I hate what I'm actually doing.
I forget if I've detailed my job story here or not... essentially, my New Boss has "taken full responsibility" for the department - in other words, I'm not doing any export-related work as he tries to do it all himself. I am relegated to the position of General Dogsbody with a focus on Internal Sales: back in the call centre, yay! (That was a sarcastic "yay".) I have been told that eventually the Export department will be expanding, with a third staff member to be hired at some unspecified point in time... apparently at that time I will take on a supervisory role, which would be great for the CV. But if that doesn't eventuate soon-ish... I am so over this call centre thing!!!
Anyway, enough griping. It's a lovely day, a colleague is selling fund-raising chocolates, and I'll be going home to a wonderful husband tonight. That's enough to make me happy for now!