Doubtful.

Doubtful.

So I’m driving from my weight loss surgery class to the Supercuts in Tewksbury and I’m listening to the Envy of None record.
Spy House is playing and it gets to that moment when the guitar launches out from under the mix and Alex Lifeson reminds us that he’s the greatest guitarist ever. That moment.
I may be in a fragile state right now and that might explain why I got super emotional and a smile lit my face and my eyes grew damp and I literally asked myself who would I even be without Alex Lifeson?
Yeah. That moment. Let’s all give thanks that Alex keeps blessing us with his presence.
Today is the last appointment before the surgery. Yikes!

I am officially a Pill Caddy User. I feel old, even though having a pill caddy has nothing at all to do with age.
Enjoy the artsy pic. There’s only one window in the cellar, and the sun only hits it for a brief time in the morning.

I watched a movie last night while putting together a big pre-fab furniture thing.
Here is The Great 2022 Marvel Cinematic Universe Chronological Rewatch of 2022 Update:
Ant-Man two is a good movie. I enjoyed it, but it’s not a world beater like the Captain America movies, or Ragnarok, or the Spider-Man movies. It’s good. I have no complaints. It’s just… The four movies that came before it were all WOW. The two movies that come after it are all WOWOWOWOWOW!!!!! Ant-Man Two is just really good. Weird how that makes it slightly forgettable, you know?
Now that it’s done though, it’s time for the big guns. The heavy shit. Infinity War and Endgame. Something like six hours of ridiculously awesome story. The two-pronged high water mark for Marvel, and really for super hero/comics movies in general. It’s probably going to take me days to get through both of them, unless Jen wants to watch them with me.
Bring ’em on, babie!
Was refurnishing the house the whole plan all along?

New cubby hole thingie.

Doubtful.


Here’s just one small reason why working from home is better than working from the office.
When you’re working from home and you take a gulp of water out of your water bottle and somehow, magically, end up spilling it all over your shirt, you can just change your shirt and no one ever notices.
Not so when you are working from the office.
Ugh, I am a friggin’ slob.