Today, we* moved filing cabinets. Which means, I now have two empty filing cabinets to fill with all the boxes and folders I've been inventorying the last five months.
(By we, I mean, primarily, my boss and another male in the office. I am all for women equality, but I also know my own strengths, and between carrying most of mine below the waist, and having weak wrists, I did not lift a filing cabinet. Instead, I helped dictate, and upon realizing the second cabinet did not quite fit, I'm the one who noticed if we slid the cabinets already in place over an inch, we should have enough space.)
(Now, if we're talking other types of upper body strength, punching is not really in the arms anyway. (Really, this is not entirely relevant, except as a woman, yes, I have had the conversation on how, no, I do not need a man to throw my punches, thank you.))
Monday I start moving everything back into the filing room. Currently, I am surrounded by folders and boxes. My desk is an obstacle course.
Outside of Libraries, tomorrow is start of National Poetry Month. I will be attempting to write a poem a day.
Wish me luck! 30 poems!
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