Friday Morning

Friday. 8:42am. I’m on my work computer but not connected to the VPN or punched in yet. I got about 6.5 hours of sleep last night. The cat did try to steal my spot every time I rolled over or got up to go to the bathroom or whatever. She also tried to sit on Jen’s head once.

I’m going to be shorthanded at work today. At least for part of the day. Here’s hoping the customers take it easy on us. The customers… the universe… existence… you know.

I haven’t done any exercise yet. Doesn’t look like that is going to become a habit just yet.

Okay, I guess I will punch into work now. Hope you all have a good day. Talk to you later.

Morning, Folks

Ugh… I just wanna go back to bed.

We cleaned out the freezer. Making room for a Thanksgiving turkey? Could be. I took out the trash. I gots that goin’ for me.

It’s just about time to punch into work. I don’t wanna. I want to go on a two week vacation where I just sleep all day and all night and that’s it.

The Red Sox next series starts on Friday. The Bruins season opener is Saturday. We’re going to Vermont on Saturday. The NHL opened last night, but the Bruins don’t play until Saturday? What’s going on there?

I went to bed a little before midnight last night. I managed six or so hours of sleep. That’s not a bad night, right? Why then do I feel like I haven’t slept at all?

Okay. I’m feeling like today is going to be a weird one. Hang on to your butts.

Glad That’s Over

You know, as crazy stressful, super hectic, long and torturous work days where you bang your head against the wall all day without actually accomplishing anything go…

Today was one.

Sure glad that’s over.