I wimped out on the Yule party at tylik
's place last night, due mostly to tiredness and (perhaps caused by) impending sinus woe. Last night was also my final opportunity to get anything together for the company food drive for Northwest Harvest
, so I spent my evening cleaning out the pantry instead of curling up with a fluffy dog and a good book.
It was a good thing, too - I came across a heretofore undiscovered cache of mouse-chewed dry goods, hidden by a stack of soup cans. Much swearing occurred as I wiped up the detritus of rice grains, powdered soup mix, and spilled pasta. Alas, the WaMu
received from vixyish
was a casualty in the nerdvana
War On Rodents - both bags were completely empty. A moment of silence, please...
So, yeah. Food drive. Our office does a Development-vs-Operations competition for the food drive every year, and in recent years it's really escalated. Last year's haul was over a ton - 2241 pounds, to be exact. This year, we lined both sides of the hallway with 3ft stacks of bags, boxes, and canned goods. I wouldn't be surprised if we edged closer to 2 tons (and accelerated metal fatigue in the support structure of the floor in the process).
I have somewhat mixed feelings on the subject of charitable donations. Cash is certainly more efficient - charities get special deals, can buy in bulk, and generally get $.40 more out of every dollar than Joe Consumer could for the same products. But if you donate a can of beans, chances are someone can't embezzle it to buy Elvis memorabilia
. You also have something concrete, an object to hand over, and to some people that "feels" more like giving.
In other news, I'm wearing my chanukwanzayulemas gift from walbourn
, the Best. T-shirt. Evar.
And either I've gotten more efficient or the holiday slowdown finally appears to be hitting the office; I've spent more time webslacking today than in the last two weeks combined.
What're you doing? ENTERTAIN ME.