Jillian is working too hard at the day job. She hates it when this happens. It’s like the old adage, the hurrieder I go, the behinder I get. Worked several hours at home on Sunday and haven’t moved from my desk today other than to grab a sandwich at lunch. Still have 340 bank statements to look at, mail From Friday, and a stack of cases ready to work on the closing process and various and sundry other crap. And then the mail man came and brought more work.
There will be no working on the WIP tonight as I am whipped, myself. Here’s some whipped cream that makes me feel a little better- not much, just a dollop! 
Jillian Chantal 
Um, to be honest, I think I’d have to crack up laughing if I came home greated by a hot man with whipped cream breasts…complete with cherries on top. Now…if that whipped cream is a little lower, er, let’s not go there!
I try to write when I can, but when I get home from work, the last thing I want to do is sit in front of a computer (since that’s where I am 40+ hours a week). Meh.
By: danicaavet on July 20, 2010
at 7:49 am