I so wanted to shoot hooky today.
But I also want to get this freakin' project done, so I dragged my butt to work.
The 2009 files were on the table, waiting to be sorted. By 10:30, I was ready to move them into a cabinet drawer. On my way to the cabinet, I glanced at the 2010s, thinking I might be able to finish them today. To my horror, the cabinet drawer I opened (third from the top) was full of 2005 files.
I said every cuss word I know, and some I didn't.
The bottom drawer was empty.
How in the hell did I just flat skip a drawer?
You realize what had to happen, don't you?
I had not packed the file drawers tightly to account for the "mystery" files that must eventually be worked into the system. But the 2005 files only took up two drawers, and there was no way they'd absorb a whole 'nother drawer full. I had to empty a drawer, which meant emptying ALL the drawers in ALL of the cabinets, one drawer at a time.
Cuss words flew all afternoon.
Heaven only knows if those files made it back in the drawers in the right order.
The one bright spot in the day was that someone came looking for a file and actually found it. :)
I said, "You put that right back where you found it when you're done."
As soon as I got the 2010 files stacked on the tables (yes, I double-checked ALL the drawers), I high tailed it out of there.
I was on feet for 7 straight hours. Everything in/on me hurts.
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