Simple Joys

In a somewhat belated attempt to save the semi-new carpet from construction workers' boots, a sheet of plastic was put down at work this week. It runs from the front door to the back, and is pulled fairly tight, except for some air bubbles that keep popping up. Which means that walking down the hallways is like walking on bubble wrap. I love it. I need to find more excuses to walk that way, especially after dealing with problem patrons. It's almost as satisfying as the real thing.

In related bubble wrap news, check this out if you're ever feeling stressed.