the pickets are still up at my place of employment. i took a drive out there yesterday just to assure myself they were actually there. they were. even though i couldn’t see the building down the hill, just the sight of those eight people against the closed gates made it feel so very quiet and still. today, i may phone my boss and see if he has any news about what’s going on behind the chain link.
otherwise, i’m feeling quite a bit less strung out about the whole labour situation now that it’s actually in progress. but, with every day that ticks by that i’m not at work i keep thinking to myself “that’s another $140 i’ll never get back.”
today, i think i will clean my apartment. even going so far as to borrow my father’s vacuum with the hand-held accessories to rid the corners and crevices of dust bunnies and spider carcasses. i so need a new vacuum cleaner.
i watched my new copy of fight club yesterday afternoon. oddly, i never noticed how long it was before then. i believe that once i’m done being cinderella for the day, i will sit down and start reading the book.