Went in to work. Got the flu shot (they bring someone in to give it once a year). It snowed 3". Did some work. Overheard a coworker on a hiring panel making mean and kinda prejudicial comments about the applicants. Was given a slice of cake. Learned that since our union didn't negotiate to pay the new higher professional fees (nor cost of living upgrade) I'll be paying $80 this year for the privilege of working, and if I become a full professional it'll be more like $200 per year. Got scent bombed in the supply closet. Got scent bombed in the bathroom. Came home at lunch to work from home through 3" of snow. Stopped and picked up a freezer lasagne I don't have money for because I'll be out in wet snow all evening and don't want to cook. Stopped to pick up a package for Tucker he asked me to pick up, but because he didn't tell them I was coming to pick it up they wouldn't give it to me. Went around the first car of the year that had spun out and was kinda in the ditch in the 50km strip of the highway downtown. Got home, by now there was 4" of snow. Turned up the stove so I can clean out the chimney tonight/tomorrow morning.
Will work from home this afternoon, go out into the wet snow to pick up sticks and do a first manual pass on the driveway at the part that has all the willow twigs, come in and sweep the chimney, eat lasagne, shower, and go to bed.
Will work from home this afternoon, go out into the wet snow to pick up sticks and do a first manual pass on the driveway at the part that has all the willow twigs, come in and sweep the chimney, eat lasagne, shower, and go to bed.