The first part of the title, Vacuous, had two meanings. One was to imply that it was a vacation where nothing of interest went on. The second was about how I was cleaning the whole time, including vacuuming. The former was broken today, the latter has not yet come to pass.

So I continued cleaning last night, into the wee hours. I did some of the bathroom and more kitchen, and a minimal amount of dusting, but alas, I haven’t gotten around to the main events of vacuuming and mopping.

But today I did go out, I woke up quite late and got invited to a drinks outing near Scarborough Town Center, which is a bit of a jaunt on the TTC. Went to Boston Pizza with a few people for drinks on the patio and dinner, and then home. But getting there, the event, and getting back took quite a while, and I was quite dehydrated by the end of it, and had a headache. So I recovered a bit and decided it was too late to kick on the horrendous noise of the vacuum.

I’m also going out tomorrow with Alicia to the Toronto Islands, just slouching about, enjoying the last of the week’s vacation. Hopefully I’ll do the rest of the cleaning on Saturday, and then do some of the work-work I desperately need to do on Sunday.

And then work from home on Monday when the TTC strikes.. aaarg, they lost the better part of my sympathy last year when they pulled the wildcat one. I’ve decided not to try to walk to work again, it wasn’t worth it really. I can work from home for a while I suppose, but if it drags on, measures will be taken.

And thanks to Ian if he’s watching