It's a ghost town at work. I could have parked my truck in the lobby today. Jilda and I don't have kids so I usually work the week of Christmas so that my co-workers who do have kids can spend the time with their families.
It's usually not a bad time to work. It's quite, the phone rarely rings, and you can get caught up on all the year end stuff that needs to get done before the new year arrives.
I'll be review my goals from last year and there is one that is bothering me. I set a goal to lose 20 pounds. I committed to eat an anchovy (which I HATE) if I didn't lose the weight. Not only did I NOT lose 20 pounds, I gained 2.
So on New Year's Eve, I will eat an anchovy.
Maybe you could mix the anchovy in with some pickled herring to blunt the taste.
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