today at work
i have organized all of our pool toys, working with kelly to incorporate new items onto the “toy wall,” as we call it.
i have organized our floating beverage holders, thermometers, and other plastic things that will probably give everyone cancer - accomplished whilst i inhale copious amounts of airborne chlorine and sodium hydrogen carbonate.
i am currently using a hand pump to blow up smelly, neon-coloured balls.
in the oddest, most disgusting way, i feel somehow accomplished. of course, in so many more ways, i feel very UNaccomplished…
having said all this, i think it’s obvious that i really need a new job.
