Thursday. And Friday.
When I talked to Jeanne earlier this evening, we enjoyed the better part of a conversation while she was under the impression that today is Wednesday and then I had to shatter her vacation week dreams by letting her know that today is actually Thursday. Clearly, she is disconnecting from the stress of PJP and completely relaxing, primarily by not paying attention to the day of the week. (There is no Netflix or Roku at her current location though and she did mention specifically that she missed them both. Not me or you, but Netflix and Roku exclusively. Sigh.) In good news, Team PJP completely rallied today and finished baking AND doing the dishes by 1:15 this afternoon. I even had time to sit down and answer emails like a legit business professional...if legit business professionals responded to emails with screaming sentences like "I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO THAT IN QUICKBOOKS." And to back up all my shouting, I watched some YouTube videos about Quickbooks, which weren't helpful or interesting...as you might suspect.
Before I threw my computer with the Quickbooks file out the back door, I took a break and spent some time cleaning baking trays with SOS pads...because this is apparently who I have become these days. And then I thought for a while about how someone should create a pan liner that covers the sides of the baking sheet because we can't be the only people in America that are scrubbing harden apple pie filling off the sides of baking trays. Not only is it a least favored chore, it is hell on a good manicure...and well, PRIORITIES.
And when I gave up on that and realized it was late in the afternoon, I made the baking schedule for tomorrow and promptly realized that Quickbooks and SOS pads were the very least of my problems. Because tomorrow is Friday and there are many, many, many pies are on order.
I thought about calling Jeanne will some low-level panic over Friday's baking schedule. But then I remembered she would only think I was worrying about Thursday. Sigh.