What do I do with my time when I'm not chasing Dylan around or attempting to get something done around the house?
I'm hanging out in this little box:
My office is located in what my work pals call "The Annex." See, when my office moved buildings, there was a little grouping of 8 offices off of the normal hallway. None of these offices have windows and they are a little secluded... if you watch "The Office" then you have heard of The Annex. Although in this instance I don't think that it's a bad thing.
That is, unless you don't like listening to my pal/coworker Allison and I yelling things to each other across the hall ( most frequently "Entering/Leaving Annex" so we don't start talking thinking that we are talking to each other when we are actually talking to ourselves) or hearing me rock out to Britney Spears on my Pandora chanel.
You see, I actually do things at my job. Benjamin is kind of under the impression that I don't really do anything for my work, and then when he visits me at the office every once in a blue moon and sees all my files and paperwork strewn about he says,
"Woah, you actually do things at your work. Not that I think you sit around all day, but it's crazy that you have a little piece of your life that I know nothing about and you have a whole group of people who depend on you for things... weird."
It's true honey, I actually do things when I'm not at home. Shocking, I know.