No, that cat isn't dead

And neither am I, although it's probably difficult to believe. 'Tis the season for Christmas miracles though.

So I unofficially un-resigned from my job today. Again. Today I told my supervisor and a couple other concerned coworkers. Tomorrow I'll have to tell the assistant manager, who will then relay it to the manager, who is out on vacation. I feel like an idiot, but I was really stressed. Evidently I need to take lessons on how to explain that I don't even know where to start asking questions. Sigh.

In other news, I've been madly working on making Christmas gifts for my nieces and nephews. I'm going for the useful/put-in-personal-effort angle. And it's official, the in-laws have finally decided what they want to do for gifts this year. A month before. And I'm not even sure who I have to buy for. Or what the price limit is. At least I have Jay's gifts done.

In yet other news, seems I whine a lot. Oh, and also I'm taking an introductory stained glass class. I really like it, it's right up my alley. It's tedious, rather exacting, and takes a fair amount of precision and dexterity. And I get to solder, which I'm good at and enjoy. Plus I get to make pretty shiny things!