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The Best Laid Plans...

There's nothing quite like some good old physical labour to take your mind off of the shit clogging it for a while. I've been in the back of the warehouse moving and removing cases and cases of welding rod almost all day. For those of you who don't know, a case of welding rod weighs about 40-50lbs, depending on the size of the rod (ie: 3/32, 1/8, 5/32 etc). After that, I moved some filing cabinets and desks. Needless to say, I'm sweaty and exhausted, but I'm feeling better. The last couple of days, with the anticipation of my grandmother's demise (which, as far as I know hasn't happened), seeing the relatives, and just dealing with a crappy couple of days at work have drained me. I hate the feeling of not having a plan, and a back-up plan, but I found that with the weekend, I didn't know what I'm going to be doing, so how can I have a plan? So, I worked and worked and took my mind away from it, and now I don't need a plan. I'm prepared to be spontaneous and let the weekend play out how it will.
Mom, dad and my sister have gone to Red Deer today to see what's going on. Mom's going to callme on thursday to let me know what is going on, and I'm likely going to end up driving down. The only thing I know for sure is that I'm not staying here, I'm going home, I'm going to read my new books, I'm going to play with my cat and spend time with my girlfriend. Everything else is in consequential.

I am:
Listening to Audioslave.
Playing Star Wars Battlefront until I beat those fuckin' droids and take Mos Eisley.
Packing to go home tomorrow.
Watching the first spider of the year walk across my cubical wall.

posted by September @ 2:41 PM