falling downtown

conveniently, we christened today the official opening of autumn this morning, because what lies outside my window is a perfect, gorgeous textbook example of what autumn is supposed to be. crisp and bright and cool and slightly breezy, but with the kind of sunlight that will not only warm you up, but will scorch your skin if you're not careful. gorgeous. it is so nice outside, in fact, that for once in my life i am actually happy about the fact that my company has an unbelievable culture of secrecy. why? well, because this morning, after packing up the last vestiges of our personal effects in preparation for today's heinous office move, the marketing staff decided that since nobody who knew anything about the move (i.e., our newly de-sprogged and on maternity leave bosslady and evil regional manager) had ever come close to telling us anything like whether we all had to wait for the packers, we were just going to bugger off and leave the still-packing sales staff to deal with the whole horrible endeavor. so, perhaps not the kindest of moves, but really. 'twas indeed their decision to not start packing until the day of the move.