In my House December 7

In my House today I'm still fighting a cold. Not the FBC (full blown cold) but the remnants. I'm no longer blowing my nose 15 times an hour, now I have a pleasant dry hacking cough. Very nice.

BTW ^^^^^^^ is not a picture of me but of some other Japanese women with a toilet roll on her head.

In my house today we have a parent-teacher interview. Nothing makes me feel older than squeezing into some small desk and talking about my child's progress. It's not just the environment, but the fact that for quite some time now I've got at least several decades on most of my kids instructors/piano teachers/school teachers. Thank goodness for a few of her soccer coaches, at least those old buggers were born in the same decade! (yeah you EL!)

Finally in house today I've been getting a lot of question about the recent radio ratings. It felt weird not being a part of the Book for the first time in over 17 years.
Do I feel bitter?
No.
Do I feel mistreated?
Absolutely not.
Do I miss it?
Kinda.
I feel like this. I miss my friends in the business and the people in the building. I miss goofing around in an office and having somewhere to go. I miss making strange noises with Bob and Andy and Stupid and Elliot and Leslie and Judy. I still make those noises on the phone with Fred.
I don't miss getting up at 3:15 and actually doing the job...yet. But I know that's coming!