Another Monday Morning

There is something about Mondays that I very strongly dislike. Maybe it's the fact that I wake up knowing I get to spend seven hours in a cubicle doing who knows what at whatever pace I choose to complete it. I'm better now about taking a full hour for lunch - but it still seems like an ungodly amount of time. I'm just not used to it all yet, working in an office again. This break will seem shorter as time goes on, I'm sure. Anyway...

This weekend was good. 45 people on Saturday (yay!!!) and 24 on Sunday (average, but still high). I have a summer project in the archives at the Dossin and no where to work. So finally on Saturday I cleaned off the desk in the office at the museum. I think it's been years since the surface has been seen. But all of the old city stuff is gone and all of my stuff is on. I had to buy a fan Saturday night because the air is still broke at there. It makes it for really long, really unbearable days. I was going stir crazy yesterday and at about 2:00, I actually asked if it was nap time yet. Ha. What a great quality in a manager.

Speaking of which. As of late I have been concerned with my not being a nice person anymore. Well yesterday I realized something: I did not lose that quality, in fact, I still have large quantities of it. I was getting off the freeway at Harper and I get another call. It's my VSA and so I had to answer it. Turns out she left her purse in the Dossin. I asked if she had anything in it that she absolutely needed tonight or if I could stop by and give it to her tomorrow morning. She was hesitant and waivering back and forth, I just told her to make the call. She said that I better come back down. I said okay. So close to being home and I just had to turn around and go right back again. The later it gets on Belle Isle, the worse the traffic. But luckily she was waiting for me at the museum and after I unlocked the doors, was able to run in and grab it. I think it made her feel a lot better knowing she had it. It made me a lot better knowing that I am still capable of being nice. And it put an extra half hour on my time card.

That makes an extra hour. I had to climb up in crawl spaces to change lightbulbs yesterday. I do know that behind the Gothic Room doors, on the storage lofts, there is about 5'7" clearance. I could stand straight up, I just had to bend my neck a little bit. The mannequin up there gave me half a heartattack. The irony is just too funny. So I'm adding a half hour for that too. Hahaha.

I'm all about leading by example. What a weekend for it.

Make sure you click on my DHS link to look at the progress of the museum makeover. The first before and after pics are due today!

Since the building is under construction, we get to wear jeans and stuff to work. I had to get new jeans over the weekend and not only bought the first pair I tried on, but also went down a size. True I've lost sizes in other kinds of pants, but with jeans, I'm kind of impressed.

I'm running out of time and still need to grab some breakfast and caffeine. Stay cool!