In a follow up to the earlier post, I’ve moved out of my desk.
This is the way.

In a follow up to the earlier post, I’ve moved out of my desk.
This is the way.

The four of us are in the living room watching Game of Thrones. Jen has never seen it but the rest of us have.
We just started season three episode nine. If you’re familiar with the show you know what that means.
Jen is about to have the rug pulled out from under her. Wish her luck.
Andover center has a lot of outdoor dining options during the summer.
I have to go to the office tomorrow. Ugh. I don’t wanna go. I know I say that every time I go into the office, but it’s true. One epic side effect of the Covid-19 pandemic is me being a full on work-from-home guy. I need to pack up my computer, pack a lunch, get my shit together, get up early, do my exercises, and leave early enough to get there even through an hour or so of gridlocked traffic.
Yeah, I am a telecommuter to the core now. I don’t wanna go to the office.
Why does the activity app list awards some weeks but not others?

Well, we all saw this coming.
Three bites into our pre-Thanksgiving Thanksgiving dinner and my stomach rebelled. Pain, nausea, gas, the works.
It’s worth it but I was really hoping I’d be able to have thanksgiving with my family without having to focus all of my attention on not being sick in front of everyone.
Fuck.
I’d love to own a boat, but I am a crappy swimmer so it’s probably just like signing my own death warrant or something.
Our friend the faux Roomba is acting strange tonight. Not sure what’s going on but I ran it after work and it docked itself after a short run, the. Hours later it kicked itself off again. What’s the deal, faux Roomba?