Thursday, Jul. 10, 2003 - 4:18 p.m.
Greetings,
Wow. I sit here in my little cubicle here at work and as I type this, I actually have nothing to do. I mean nothing. I mean the boxes are indexed, the brads are updated, the cupboards and drawers are cleaned up/out, the mail has been opened and dealt with, the phone isn’t ringing, I’ve made all the phone calls/emails my bosses have requested and, well, there’s nothing to be done.
So I’m writing an entry.
Of course, there’s stuff to be done at home because tonight is Therapeutic Thursday Caftan Night, but it’s only the normal cleaning. Kharis has been cleaned out; the crap from the trunk has been thrown out or stored away.
I have virtually nothing hanging over my head except the fact that the backyard needs desperately to be weed whacked. But that isn’t even my responsibility!
I really had a potent magical working on Midsummer’s Eve that has been reverberating ever since. Intense.
I feel like I’ve been putting off a lot of things and now there’s nothing left I haven’t done or tried to do and taken as far as I can take it.
I even got Fuckalie in trouble here at work! Of course, I landed in the hot tub of bother too, but it was worth it and I expected it.
And really I didn’t get into “trouble” so much as I cleared the air and made everyone aware of how repressive and horrible an environment it is to work in around here.
Today it’s been peaches and cream because three of the four other secretaries in my group are either on vacation or called in sick.
I suspect Fatalie called in sick as a protest against “the trouble” since she knew Mary Beth was taking an unexpected vacation day and thought to saddle me with her phones and work.
All it did was give me the opportunity to answer her phones and her bosses’ phones a lot today and tell them all she’s sick and how can I help!
She looks like surly slacker and I …don’t.
But anyway. I have actually completely caught up everything that’s been hanging like an anvil over my head for the past few months. Every. Thing. (Oops, two things I have to do: Send birthday gifts to two friends. But everything else is done!)
I must go home and celebrate by donning a dreaded caftan (after a hot lavender scented bubble bath) and watching some Dark Shadows episodes. And yes, drinking. But only white wine. ;)
Until next time,
Olrun
