A Weekly Gaming Fandom Drabble Challenge

Ken is back today, and I’m going to miss listening to my own music all day. But he’s the boss, and doesn’t like me doing it, so I won’t. At least, not when he’s here. I hope he’ll be impressed with my progress on the bank recs, although given that it’s been at the expense of my daily work, maybe not. Still, the recs have to get done. We’re reaching the end of my fiscal year. I’d rather not delay closing the year out because I can’t figure out my recs. He might disagree and I’ll adjust accordingly, but given that our new year starts on November 1, the recs are kind of urgent. 

In other news, last year Calvin set up a shrine for Mom’s urn, on a nice glass stand and decorated. Including Christmas lights he never took down. He decided to turn on the lights last night, cackling about annoying Dad. I could hear Mom going, “Oh, stop teasing Dad!” Dad wasn’t annoyed, of course, but he was confused. I told him that Cal just wanted to make sure the lights still worked, so that we had them for the season. 

And Final Fantasy 4 week is coming up in December, and we’re going to advertise the discord server on the posts on tumblr about it. I’m excited, but I hope my writer’s block has lifted by the time it rolls around. It would be nice to be able to really participate in it like I did last year. I’m already way behind in the Halloween event, and I only have two days of that left, unfortunately. I have plenty of room in my timewarp queue, though, so maybe I’ll figure out what I need to complete my quests and spend the time to timewarp them all. 

Anyway, that’s all she wrote. Gonna go write for a bit before work. 

I don’t think I ever provided my HR manager with my timesheet last week, oops. I’ll have to check. 

It is chilly out today, and I don’t like it. I do not like it when it gets cold outside. I mean, I like the concept of winter just fine, the festiveness and the feeling of being with family and giving gifts to people I love. But if we could do all of that when it’s seventy degrees outside, that would be great.

I’m worried about a coworker; she was in Jamaica last week, and the hurricane is poised to pass right over it. I don’t know if she got out before they would’ve grounded the planes, if they even have yet. I guess I find out today if she shows up. 

Cal and I tried to apply for a Home Depot credit card for Christmas decorations and were turned down. That’s fine, probably for the best. I only did it because I was pretty certain he’d be turned down, otherwise I’d have tried to talk some sense into him. We already put ourselves in one hole we needed help climbing out of, I don’t want to end up in another, and we’re pretty damn close to that already.

I’m going to get caught up today and take a look at that bank rec I think has been almost solved. I also need to call Joy and figure out what, exactly, this one pensioner needs to pay. I’ve screwed up his payments every year I’ve been here so far, and I’d like to get it right the first time for once.

It’s lunchtime now, and I’ve spoken with Joy about this pensioner. She was less than helpful. She told me at the beginning of the year that I was overcharging him. We came to an agreement about how much he was supposed to be charged. And then today, she has no recollection of that, but I was charging him the correct rate before her correction, and she actually had no business correcting my math to begin with. 

I’m unhappy, to say the least. From my view, the company has to eat the cost we weren’t collecting, because two employees of the company said that was the correct rate. And ultimately, it’s going to fall on my shoulders, because I’m the accounting person. I just wish Joy remembered any of these conversations I had with her. 

Work is going okay. I’m scooting along, getting my work done. I have some indexing and filing to do, and then I’m going to look at that bank rec. The more I think about it, the more I think that miswritten check is the issue. I guess I’ll find out.

God, it’s only Monday. This sucks.