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Feb. 13th, 2007 02:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicI had to work from home all morning because I had to be there for a furniture delivery. I was told they'd deliver it on the weekend, which is why I went for the delivery in the first place. Then they called last night and said they were coming today. Umm...okay. They said they'd be here in the morning, so I figured that'd be alright and I just logged into my work computer from home as soon as I got up - before 7am. I worked remotely from home for almost four hours before anyone realized I wasn't in the office, at which point I told my boss my story and apologized for not giving him notice, just that I didn't have notice myself. For the record, I was 10x more productive this morning than I have been at all in the past month. Just sayin'.
Anyway, the furniture people called around 10:30 to say it'd be 12:30 or so before they arrived. At this point, I was irritated, because I felt like I was already in hot water for not being actually in the office (even though no one noticed until almost lunchtime). Finally, at 1:30, the delivery dudes showed up with my new kitchen table and chairs. They are quite nice and I am very much in love with them. The table and chairs, that is, not the delivery dudes. Those guys were okay.
I finally made it into work, and no one seems too mad at me for not being here this morning - after all, I was getting my work done, and faster than usual because I felt so guilty about not being here. So now that I'm here, my day's work is more than done and I'm taking a break before I jump back in to get a head start on tomorrow's work. It's an interesting story, I know.
I trained with Jen last night, and was supposed to train with her again tonight, but she called to cancel because she has a fever. It's just as well - I would have had to leave work early to get there (which is why I was online working at 7am), but that would've looked pretty shitty of me, having not come in until 1:30. I'll go to the gym after work and do something of my own making, but I'm still pretty sore from yesterday, so I'm not exactly sure what I'll do. I'm almost done with the book I've been reading during light cardio, so I'll have to pick up another one soon.
Today when I was at home, this crazy nesting urge swept over me. Is that what you call it? I don't mean an urge to have a family, just a house. I went into crazy cleaning mode and got everything put away that was still sitting in boxes on the floor. I moved furniture, did laundry, did dishes, organized everything, all while keeping up with my work on my laptop, too. I don't even know this Meg, but she's great. I hope I can keep her.
Peace.
Anyway, the furniture people called around 10:30 to say it'd be 12:30 or so before they arrived. At this point, I was irritated, because I felt like I was already in hot water for not being actually in the office (even though no one noticed until almost lunchtime). Finally, at 1:30, the delivery dudes showed up with my new kitchen table and chairs. They are quite nice and I am very much in love with them. The table and chairs, that is, not the delivery dudes. Those guys were okay.
I finally made it into work, and no one seems too mad at me for not being here this morning - after all, I was getting my work done, and faster than usual because I felt so guilty about not being here. So now that I'm here, my day's work is more than done and I'm taking a break before I jump back in to get a head start on tomorrow's work. It's an interesting story, I know.
I trained with Jen last night, and was supposed to train with her again tonight, but she called to cancel because she has a fever. It's just as well - I would have had to leave work early to get there (which is why I was online working at 7am), but that would've looked pretty shitty of me, having not come in until 1:30. I'll go to the gym after work and do something of my own making, but I'm still pretty sore from yesterday, so I'm not exactly sure what I'll do. I'm almost done with the book I've been reading during light cardio, so I'll have to pick up another one soon.
Today when I was at home, this crazy nesting urge swept over me. Is that what you call it? I don't mean an urge to have a family, just a house. I went into crazy cleaning mode and got everything put away that was still sitting in boxes on the floor. I moved furniture, did laundry, did dishes, organized everything, all while keeping up with my work on my laptop, too. I don't even know this Meg, but she's great. I hope I can keep her.
Peace.
