counting the days
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2017.08.02
We leave for the rental cottage in 48 hours. The weather's neither here nor there, but I'm past caring. It looks like this will be my only week off this year (other than my stint of unemployment). I've been looking forward to this trip since we booked it (the day before I lost my job, back in April).
Three good things that happened today:
- Got a damn decent haircut at a place on Pape for $25.
- I've now made it to work three days knowing that my spare tube has a hole.
- Getting ramped up at the office so I can go on vacation (sounds nuts, but it seems to be normal).