Tuesday

Not even hump day, and I am aching for the weekend.  Boss won’t be back till thursday, and I am running out of things I can do to occupy myself.  Tomorrow I’ll be turning into a printing press for a mass mailout, at least that will keep me amused for a few hours.

I left work a little early to get to Mosman to pick up a monitor adapter, keyboard and mouse – so that I can use the larger monitor that is on the desk I am using.  Ask me why I don’t say “my” desk.

I spent over four fucking hours in traffic.  It’s a good thing Mark hooked up the FM transmitter in the transporter, I got to catch up on two episodes of Cast On, one episode of Lime & Violet, and two episodes of Sticks and String.

I made the choice to start work with a broken foot, knowing that driving would not be good for it, but also knowing that I wouldn’t be able to get to work unless I drove.  I wasn’t counting on spending over 4 hours driving (including driving to work this morning), and tonight my poor wee (size 11) tootsie is aching. 

All because there was a boat in the harbour.

(if you know Sydney, check out the size of Fort Dennison compared to the monster ship.  Check out the Opera House)