Crappy Day

My boss was having a bunch of students come in on Friday (when I was off) and clear out some old magazines and books and such from a back area. I told him that the items to be thrown out needed to be in boxes that were closed (but not taped shut) in order for Maintenance to take them.

I came in to some items in boxes, yes, but not closed, and loose magazines piled on top of them. Maintenance won't take that. So I needed to do something with it so that Maintenance would take the mess, er stuff. Oy. I was kind of wishing that I kept a bottle of booze in my desk because I would have taken a swig. I said several choice words. It's all in boxes now or on carts.

Then my bad knee collapsed. I might have done something to it while leaning over the boxes. I can walk on it, but it hurts a little. Took ibuprofen. Now the other knee is hurting.

I forgot to sign into chat reference :( For a while, anyway.

I spilled flavored (and colored) water on the carpet at work, which might stain the carpet.

I'm feeling very emotional and fragile. I'm tempted to go to sleep now to break the cycle, but I have stuff to get done, and a history of not getting up early. Still, it might not be a bad idea to snuggle cats and crash.

New possible retirement place: Eugene, OR. Cheaper than Portland (which I love), and has lots of great hiking trails, festivals (Bach Festival!), and is very green (both literally and figuratively). Who knows how expensive it'll be by the time that I retire though. It's cheaper than Austin and Santa Fe. Another place to check out!

Retirement is sounding really good today.