i don't normally interact with the new cleaning lady. she usually empties the trash bins and goes about her business in the background while we surf the net...er...work that is.

she promptly appears in the corner of my eye, at about 4:15 to 4:30pm, walking down the hallway to the janitorial closet.

today, she is nowhere to be seen. i even went to the restroom to see if i would pass her in the hallway. no cleaning lady there.

now my afternoon feels off...

it must be my obsessive compulsive-ness, or my slight autism, acting up again...