Monday, January 09, 2006

I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor...

I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor, I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor, I'm being swallowed by a boa constrictor, and I don't like it much! Oh No! Oh No! He's swallowed my toe, he's swallowed my toe. Oh Gee! Oh Gee! He's up to my knee, he's up to my knee... .

How many of you can identify with that kid's song? ME! I can! It's been running through my head for days now. Only, I'm being swallowed by filing cabinets, and laundry and broken t.v.'s... . The list could just go on and on . I can't believe it's been this long since I posted, but Golly Gee! It's been a whang-bang few days.

Work has been elevated from a Rat Race to an all out Mad Dash for Disaster. If something could go wrong, it has. From computers crashing to equipment malfunctions and shorthanded staff. Friday, to ice my cake, we added ANOTHER filing cabinet to our office. Now, it's not that I didn't want or need it, I did. We were running out of room. But you have to understand what our office looks like.

I share this 10x12 cell with an office mate. He has two desks, I have one. His two desks are opposite each other, sandwiching his chair like a Oreo. My desk butts up against the desk facing me. I have two and half feet to roll my chair back before I hit the file room. Actually, it's just a row of filing cabinets (five now, to be exact) and a five shelf bookcase loaded with binders. I'm flanked by printers and filing trays have completely taken over one corner of my desk. I can't even hang a calendar, because the only wall space left available to me is actually a rock pillar. The path running beside our desks to the door is two feet wide (as long as my office mate hasn't left a filing drawer open. That shrinks the walk way significantly. And due to my absolutely inherent klutziness, I never see the drawer in time to keep from tripping over it or taking off a chunk of myself.)

Filing is my job for the most part and the bane of my existence in the accounting world, because we file EVERYTHING! It can get to be a feat of balance to file in the cabinet directly behind my desk, but I've learned to do the backbend and still get the files put away. As you can imagine, we're rather cramped. (Actually, to be honest, I think a clown car would be roomier, but I don't need any more office mates.)

So now that you have clear picture of how the layout goes, you'll understand my disbelief when my office mate told me he was feeling 'closed in' with the new filing cabinet in place. (Remember - him, two desks. Me - one, encased in a filing room.) I think you would agree that I had the right to laugh maniacally while repeating, "You feel closed in? YOU FEEL CLOSED IN?" Thankfully, he had the grace to laugh a little sheepishly and agree that it was crazy. He said it was because he had to look at them and it just felt like they were all looming down on him. I guess I can concede him that. But I absolutely put my foot down on any more filing cabinets of any kind. We put any more in there and I'll have to suspend a 'Johnny Jumper' from the ceiling and use it instead of my desk chair. Grant it that could be supremely entertaining for my office mates, but I do not want to know what this body would look like as it bounced and somersaulted around just to get drawers open and files put away. (Shudder!)

I was okay Friday though, despite our incredibly hectic day. Wanna know why? 'Cause "I got new Stargate, I got new Stargate!" (I sang this to Angel periodically throughout the day and she would respond with a resounding "Woo-Hoo!") Stargate's air dates are a little odd, they play half a season in the summer and the other half in the winter. We'd been bereft of Daniel, T'ealc, Sam and Cameron for three months. Needless to say, Friday I was psyched to spend the evening watching my all time favorite shows. (Numb3rs is on afterwards - it's like icing on the cake.) Imagine my horror when I turned my tv on Friday night to hear nothing but static. Yep, my new (used, but new to me) tv had died. I ended up watching it at Angel's and I spent Saturday hunting for a t.v. that was just right. (Just the right dimensions to fit my new cabinet, just the right picture quality and just the right price - cheap.) I found it at the third store. I'd conned my nephew into helping me haul the monstrosity home and set it up. That took quite a bit of wrangling. Those things are HEAVY!

SO, you'd think after all that, I'd be due an easy Monday. (Or at least a normally hectic one.) Nope the craziness continues. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. To make a long story short (I know, WAAAAYYYYY too late.) that is why (among other things), I haven't posted much lately.

Excuses, Excuses....

Just tryin' to keep up with the crazies,
A.

2 comments:

chubby-girl said...

I can sympathize. Our TV went out about a month? ago. We just got a new TV a week or two ago. It was nice to have it back although...I think we spent more time together without it.

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