They still haven't fixed the ceiling in the closet. I still have laundry to do, but I'm going to take a break from it tonight.

I started a project today at work. I am supposed to box up all of the subpoenas that we have received since the beginning of time. After they are packed, the legal department will decide the retention. Why not decide now and I can shred the years that are not kept.

I have set up a work table in front of my desk. I can't work on subpoenas in the basement. If I stay there longer than 90 seconds, my skin starts to crawl. Someone told me that many, many years ago, the city morgue was located in the basement of our building. It looks like it used to be the morgue. It also looks like somewhere where rats can find their way in, although I've never seen evidence of one. I'm wearing casual clothes and Tretorns tomorrow because I have to empty a file cabinet and bring the contents up to my area.

I finished "Such a Pretty Fat" by Jen Lancaster today. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Now if I can live by her words and diet and exercise myself to a thinner toned body.