For the first time in three long weeks, there were no deadlines or rushing at work. So, what did I do today? Very little. I was not a good employee. My main focus was blog trolling and e-mailing friends. Very important stuff, I think, because my brain is shot.
I arrived at work at 7:10. This is what was waiting for me.
10:15 a.m. Nothing changed. It became increasingly apparent to me that I was going to intentionally waste the day.
11:00 a.m. I went outside in search of birds. No birds, but I saw a colorful moth.Dear Laurie at “Don’t Make Me Get My Flying Monkeys” posted a mystery photo. I spent most of the morning trying to figure out what it was because I wanted to win the prize – a bottle of Boone’s Farm Strawberry Wine or a trip to Montana. It’s a plastic bag of poop and my guess put me in the lead but I couldn’t determine the answer of the next question, “How did it arrive to be?” The mystery is still unsolved as I write this. I giggled all morning about it! Laurie is a hoot.
Dear Laura at “Somewhere in NJ” is grieving over the loss of her old man dog, Buddy. I wept for her.
After hearing about Buddy, I left the office again with my camera. I saw a colorful bug.I didn’t see any birds outdoors but “Julie Zickefoose” caught a fantastic action shot of a bird argument between a Titmouse and a Scarlet Tanager. Wow.
Dear NatureGirl at “Nature Trail” lost her beloved cat, Freddie. I wept again.
1:30 p.m. I shuffled some things around on my desk to show some moving and shaking going on…then I played some Free Cell.
Outdoors called me once again and I was in search of a hawk or SOMETHING! Nothing. Instead, I found THIS!
This is what I should have done today. I wanted to ask, “May I borrow that rock?”
Did I feel guilty? Yes, terribly guilty, all day long. If I were smart, I would have packed up at 9:00 a.m. and called it a day. I felt like deadwood or an employee with a pink slip in her future. However, I did a damned good job lately during some high-pressure times.
After work, I looked up to see Claude and Maude staring at me from my bedroom roof. Terrible photo. I guess I deserved it.
I'll force myself to be in be in bed early tonight. Tomorrow, I’ll work my butt off until 2:00 p.m. and call it a day. HA!
Does this sound familiar to anyone who has an office job?