Went dancing tonight, thus am in a much better mood. It's very, very hard to stay in a bad mood when you're dancing to country music. 'Tis a fact. Also, getting nice emails from friends is a help.
I am, not unaccountably, quite tired now. But that's not necessarily a bad thing, as long as I don't get to bed too late.
Got a lot of work done today. I've spent the last six days or so (not counting the weekend, obviously) doing a serious filing blitz. I'm nowhere near done, but I have made significant progress. The TMI Manager's filing is pretty much done, praise be to every god. She narrowly escaped death by pen-through-the-pituitary-gland today, after I showed admirable restraint with her.
TMI Manager: "Have you finished my filing yet?"
Me: "No, but it ought to be done by the end of the day." *motions to large stack of filing on desk*
TMI Manager: "Well, when you've finished that, since you'll have nothing else to do, why don't you go see [Admin Assistant], as she has more filing for you."
Me: *pointedly refraining from driving my pen into her pituitary gland* "Well, you know, it's rare that I have nothing else to do. I have the filing for the rest of the department to do too." *motions to GIANT pile of filing on desk next to other large pile* "If [Admin Assistant] has extra filing she needs me to do, then she should give it to me and not hang onto it."
*snarl*
Anyway, the day went by mostly without incident. Boss!Man and Former!Manager both dropped by to pick up their pay stubs and sign some paperwork, and we had a nice visit together. It's amazing how Boss!Man's presence changes the atmosphere in the office: he's loud and boisterous and it made me realize just how quiet things are now that he's gone.
The CAM was in fine fettle today, but luckily she managed only to come in around 3pm, and so I was spared most of the insanity.
Hrm. That reminds me, someone in the office asked for the URL to
secret_history, and I link to this LJ in the userinfo there. I should go remove that, lest they read this. Mind you, it's someone other than the TMI Manager and the CAM, and about whom I've never actually spoken before, and I'm not even sure she'll read this, but you never know.
I have two plans forming in my mind these days. One is a cleaning plan. I think I'll be using my day off on Good Friday to start a Massive Spring Cleaning effort in this place. For one, it needs it. For two, I want to do some serious decluttering of Stuff. For three, I've lived here for a year, and yet I don't feel like I've moved in properly. It still feels as though nothing is in its proper place yet, and that annoys me. So step 1 will be cleaning, and step 2 will be finding a home for everything, and getting rid of the stuff for which I can't find a home in here.
The other plan is a bicycling plan. I am going to get my bicycle out of my parents' garage and bring it here. I have it on good authority that the bicycle path along the Lachine canal will take me almost right to work. At least, it'll take me to the Old Port, and from there I can cycle up McGill street, from what I understand. So, if I have time on Saturday afternoon, I shall do a test run and cycle from home to work and back, and see how long it takes me. I'm hoping it won't be more than 45 minutes or so, since it takes me about half an hour by public transit to get to work, and I don't relish the idea of getting up much earlier than I do now if I can help it.
In other words, I'm going to try cycling to work this summer. That means I shall be outside in the sun and fresh air (or the rain and slightly polluted air, as the case may be), and getting exercise, and doing all sorts of good things to promote physical and mental health. Go me!
So, things are okay. They've been better, but they could be a lot worse.
I am, not unaccountably, quite tired now. But that's not necessarily a bad thing, as long as I don't get to bed too late.
Got a lot of work done today. I've spent the last six days or so (not counting the weekend, obviously) doing a serious filing blitz. I'm nowhere near done, but I have made significant progress. The TMI Manager's filing is pretty much done, praise be to every god. She narrowly escaped death by pen-through-the-pituitary-gland today, after I showed admirable restraint with her.
TMI Manager: "Have you finished my filing yet?"
Me: "No, but it ought to be done by the end of the day." *motions to large stack of filing on desk*
TMI Manager: "Well, when you've finished that, since you'll have nothing else to do, why don't you go see [Admin Assistant], as she has more filing for you."
Me: *pointedly refraining from driving my pen into her pituitary gland* "Well, you know, it's rare that I have nothing else to do. I have the filing for the rest of the department to do too." *motions to GIANT pile of filing on desk next to other large pile* "If [Admin Assistant] has extra filing she needs me to do, then she should give it to me and not hang onto it."
*snarl*
Anyway, the day went by mostly without incident. Boss!Man and Former!Manager both dropped by to pick up their pay stubs and sign some paperwork, and we had a nice visit together. It's amazing how Boss!Man's presence changes the atmosphere in the office: he's loud and boisterous and it made me realize just how quiet things are now that he's gone.
The CAM was in fine fettle today, but luckily she managed only to come in around 3pm, and so I was spared most of the insanity.
Hrm. That reminds me, someone in the office asked for the URL to
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I have two plans forming in my mind these days. One is a cleaning plan. I think I'll be using my day off on Good Friday to start a Massive Spring Cleaning effort in this place. For one, it needs it. For two, I want to do some serious decluttering of Stuff. For three, I've lived here for a year, and yet I don't feel like I've moved in properly. It still feels as though nothing is in its proper place yet, and that annoys me. So step 1 will be cleaning, and step 2 will be finding a home for everything, and getting rid of the stuff for which I can't find a home in here.
The other plan is a bicycling plan. I am going to get my bicycle out of my parents' garage and bring it here. I have it on good authority that the bicycle path along the Lachine canal will take me almost right to work. At least, it'll take me to the Old Port, and from there I can cycle up McGill street, from what I understand. So, if I have time on Saturday afternoon, I shall do a test run and cycle from home to work and back, and see how long it takes me. I'm hoping it won't be more than 45 minutes or so, since it takes me about half an hour by public transit to get to work, and I don't relish the idea of getting up much earlier than I do now if I can help it.
In other words, I'm going to try cycling to work this summer. That means I shall be outside in the sun and fresh air (or the rain and slightly polluted air, as the case may be), and getting exercise, and doing all sorts of good things to promote physical and mental health. Go me!
So, things are okay. They've been better, but they could be a lot worse.