Keys and Work and Bunnies. Oh My.

I got the keys to my new apartment. This made me very happy yesterday.

Right now, I'm too wiped out to be enthusiastic, but I am still quite pleased.

Ice cream is definitely in order when I get home. Edy's light...I honestly can't tell the difference. Woot! And no icky engineered sweeteners.

I can't wait to be done with this job. I'm quitting at the height of the real estate season...just when the office is craziest. Not exactly conducive to winding down one's employment. And since no one is taking my place for a whole MONTH after I leave, I have to do work ahead of time as well.

Well, just fuck me with a cactus, why don't you. Six more days. Only six more days of this. And hey, it could be much worse.

KEYS!!! Keys to my apartment! Keys to Emma! Damn I wish I actually had time to drive up and see her! I want to go in and take some photos, remember what she looks like so I can envision what to take with me and how I'll arrange the Rabbitat and all that. Maybe after the TBC meeting on Sunday or something.

I gave Trinny the rabbit a badly, badly, badly needed trimming last night. Trinny is Mr. Bitey with the long nails that needed trimming and long shedding fur...it was an experience neither he nor I probably wish to endure again anytime soon. And yet we must, because I couldn't get under his chin, not holding him by myself. And I can't let it go as long as I did before; I was really ashamed of myself.

He forgave me quicker than usual though, as long as I was laden with bits of bread for him.

I was also rather amused when I looked at myself in the mirror - I had a bunny fur beard. I hadn't shaved that day, and Trinny had clambered up my shoulder a few times, and the fur shed and clung to my throat and, well, the result was...remarkable. I was also amused that I forgot he was neutered and wondered why I couldn't find any balls.

Duh.

Alrite, I'm getting out of work. Fuuuuuuuuck this place.