Mood:

This morning I was woken up to the sounds of my wife yelling out in pain and a thump. She had lost her balance going down the stairs with Geoffrey in her arms and twisted her ankle good. The boy’s fine, but was quite upset at the stairs for hurting his mommy.

I couldn’t have the work cell phone on at the hospital — that’s what reminded me to post that last bit of info.

Mellissa should be back on her feet within the week. Nothing broken.

Jim’s alone time: -50%

Mood:

My job requires that I carry a cell phone around on the weekends and evenings one week out of three. I get paid a small bonus for this but it’s a crap shoot as to whether I’ll have a quiet evening or not. It’s really frustrating sometimes when I get call after call, and especially when it’s hardware failures that I can’t do anything about until I get back into the office.

In addition, I have to keep the phone on until midnight, and I have to get up at 6:30am in order to be at work by 8.

All work and no play make Jim something something.