It's not going to be a pleasant weekend.
We're doing some spring cleaning at work, and it's a bit of a bitch. Tonight I had to dismantle and remove a bunch of (really heavy) stuff, and when I go back in the morning, I get the joy of putting it all back. (It's either Janitors or Leprechauns doing the cleaning, I forget which.)
It's not a totally bad thing. The main complaint about tomorrow is that it's going to add to my already busy day. I can see myself skipping my coffee break, that's for sure.
I'll suck it up though, 'cause that's the type of guy I am.
And then I'll come here and bitch.
Isn't this arrangement wonderful?