Guess who closed the office early because of snow and neglected to call me and say I didn't need to come in? Why, yes, it IS my place of employment! I'm mildly annoyed in a "I'm always the forgotten and overlooked worker" way, but for the most part I don't care because one, no work, no pay, and two, I was getting a little cabin feverish at home today so making the trip downtown didn't bother me. Especially since I anticipated such a closing and opted to wear baggy worn corduroy pants and snowboots, in lieu of legitimate business casual. I very quickly went from "Snow is delightful and beautiful and let me create a winter scene in my novel specifically so I can wax poetically about walking in it" to "AAARRARAAAARGHHHHHH The Shining makes so much sense now!!!!!!" I think I will go home early to drink heavily to dull the pain of monotony. I mean, enjoy a glass of wine as I gaze out the window at the lovely winter scenery. And by wine, I mean gin. And by window, I mean episodes of Friday Night Lights or Lost.
In the meantime, I will sit at work and eat leftover veggie pizza and research places in South Beach to visit on my vacation.
In the meantime, I will sit at work and eat leftover veggie pizza and research places in South Beach to visit on my vacation.