Thats got to hurt!
Days to go: 325
For those fortunate enough to have one, this is the traditional close up the cottage weekend. Having graced us with beautiful sunshiny days all week; the weatherman appears to have taken the weekend off himself and left a spiteful child in charge. Yesterday we got wind, heavy thundershowers, thunder and lightening and today is dawning to fog so thick the apartment building across the way is obscured with a repeat performance on offer. When the rain wasn’t drumming on my balcony railings or the world alight with lightning flashes and the crash of thunder peace was disturbed by the insistent wail of emergency vehicles—apparently drivers will never learn how to drive on wet pavement—what will happen when freeze-up comes?
I started an entry eight days ago but didn’t manage to finish it. The days since have been occupied with the minutiae of my return to the workplace. Aside from the brief entry accompanying the photos I took last Sunday on the Bruce Trail I’ve been neglecting my writing. My taskbar is filled with the six blog entries I plan to make; my personal inbox has 8 E-mail; and I owe the chairman of the meeting I attended Tuesday a set of minutes. Sounds like I have a day’s work ahead of me.
A week ago Friday I decided to have a go at making Tuna Casserole. After some exploration I discovered that finding a definitive recipe is about as likely as finding one for Shepherd’s Pie—tuna seems to be the only ingredient all recipes have in common. Even noodles don’t seem to be essential though I did use them; the essential truth seems to be that tuna casserole is what you make it. It seems to be an emergency meal made with what’s on hand when a meal is required and nothing has been planned. Certainly a friend I formerly visited used it as such. The essentials seem to be egg noodles, drained canned tuna, a can of mushroom soup and cheese—I refuse to use Velveeta. The noodles get cooked and then tossed together in a baking dish with the remaining ingredients and popped into a hot oven for 15 minutes. Almost anything that’s on hand seems to be an optional ingredient. I neglected the cheese and found my casserole lacked that ‘je ne sais quoi’.
I arrived back at work this past Monday to find a month’s worth of tasks no one else at work has the patience to do awaiting me. It is off-putting to find things that need doing everywhere one turns. I wish I possessed other’s ability to ignore needful jobs. During the month I was on holiday people have been playing musical routes so one of my tasks was typing up a new employee list. Another was getting ready for holiday picks for 2008! Yes, already, hard as that is to get one’s mind around.
I wish I could report that I made progress in reading John Jakes but in truth it seems to be easier to collapse in front of a DVD. Picked up the series Jericho upon its release Tuesday and found a corrupted interactive menu on the first disk that prevented me from watching the succeeding three episodes on that disk and when I went to return it Future Shop was sold out. Oh well, it’s not as if I lack other things to watch. My remaining five blog entries are movie reviews. I share with my hiking partner on Sunday the need to be re-incarnated to several more lifetimes to enable me to work my way through all the books I currently possess but that doesn’t inhibit my desire to acquire yet more—my Amazon Wishlist has 70 entries. That despite the fact that I picked up two large orders this week, one of them outstanding for nearly a year. I am now the proud possessor of the entire run New Yorker Magazine on DVD—that’s 500,000 pages or every issue since it started publication in 1925—I have no excuse for ever being bored.
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