Oopsie

Well, the DDJ may have just ensured that Drew's going to make his Big Debut this weekend or early next week. Just had a meeting where it looks like a big project that's been festering for the past three months is finally going to sprout wings and require lots of work on my part starting next week. With the way Murphy's Law has worked for me this year, things can be interpreted one of two ways. The DDJ is going to get screwed because my darling son appreciates irony and will see how entertaining it would be to guarantee my absence for six weeks minimum right when they'd need my expertise and manpower the most. OR, Murphy will think it best to screw me over so that my last week or two at this job is spent always on my feet, running here and there, answering tons of phone calls, and just generally expanding on the "joy" that is the last month of pregnancy. It's a toss-up, really.