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[darchildre]

We are having a big weeding project at work today (book weeding, not plant weeding) and, like an idiot, I agreed to come in early and participate. I did this mostly because I was caught off guard when asked and couldn't come up with a decent reason not to on the spot. (I'm out of practice, apparently - I used to be a much better spontaneous liar.)

The last time we did this, I ended up standing around trying to find things to do because all the things that actually need doing get done by the collection management people. I don't mind working hard - what I mind is not knowing what I'm supposed to be doing while I am obviously supposed to be doing something. It manages to be both boring and anxiety-producing. Thus, I am kinda dreading this morning.

I really wish I could spend the day hiding in a hole instead.