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January 12, 2008
I went another day without completing the apartment re-organization. It has gotten worse as I have tried out locations for some objects and then others, piling books and plants in the floor, leaving cabinets halfway between possible positions, and lining up four tables in a row. Productivity has dropped significantly.

“How can we work under these conditions?” they complain. “We don’t know where we will wind up in the new organization.”

“Just do your job,” I suggest.

“How?” Asks a beefy stereo cabinet. “I am full of underwear.” A small bookcase bumps into my leg and skitters across the floor.