I'm just getting ready to leave work. I can't believe I managed to put in any overtime tonight, much less two hours. It's really nice out still. It was supposed to be dreary and rainy, which is why I decided to stay tonight, but now it looks like that's going to happen later tonight and tomorrow. But I got a couple hours in and that's what counts. I'm kind of sweating, too. For overtime, a supervisor had me lug around a couple dozen cartons of unsorted folders and then put them in order. I didn't think I'd get it done, but I did. My fingers feel very, very gross now. Old folders will do that to you. Now to track down someone to sign my time card.