It's Friday. It's payday. The murmuring voices are predicting snow for sometime late this weekend. There is a buzz in the air that indicates that morons will be shopping for milk and bread tonight, in case we get snowed in this weekend. I would welcome some snow just for old times sake. Snow in Seattle usually creates what is known as a clusterfuck, especially if we get over two inches. Even if there is snow on the ground Monday I can still walk to work. So snow then...
Otherwise, I'm trying to stay busy here at the bookstore even if that means posting on my blog. I'm about 140 pages into The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo and I wouldn't say that I'm sucked in yet, but I'm looking forward to reading more this weekend.
I get to enjoy some time with my son tonight. This week he goes back on Saturday, which means that I get to hang out with him less this weekend, but -- on the plus side -- I get some well-deserved quality time sans kids with my Significant Other this weekend. That's always good for the soul (or what passes for a soul these days.)
Monday, January 9, 2012
I feel like I'm back in high school, because I have the urge to take every Monday off. As it stands, I took half of last Monday off, and I only have one sick hour to use. Oh well. It's better to be (slightly) sane then to work because I don't have the sick time. What would I have done with today off? Well, I would have probably slept for another three hours. Then I would have scrounged up some lunch somewhere, probably somewhere lame like Subway. Then I may have lain on the couch all day begining the novel The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. That may have distracted me from my hatred for my job, and the dimwitted behavior of my ex-wife as of late. Then again, a measly one day off may not have even put a dent in my mid-winter blues. I'll never know, because I did go to work today. It feels a little like drudgery, but I'll get through it.