My exercise ring is closed. I am up to 32 minutes. Two minutes over my goal. I usually walk to close the ring. Today I changed it up a little.
I went with the bike. Oh sweet merciful universe did this thing kick my ass. It was in five minute increments wrapped around large chunks of time wallowing in the pain and suffering that riding the bike caused.
Still…. The ring is closed. The activity app can suck it.
I wanted two things for my desk setup in Harry’s room. I wanted something to sit my headset on and I wanted a clock that I could see if I happen to not be sitting at the computer. I found super cheap-o’s on the Amazon. They came today.
The stand works, but the screws in the base don’t tighten all the way so the whole thing feels like it’s going to collapse at any moment.
The clock is a nice looking little thingie. I picked it because it was cheap and because I didn’t see anything in the listing that mentions an alarm. I don’t want an alarm clock. I was in a meeting at 1:00 when the alarm I didn’t realize I set went off. I found the button to shut it off, but will it go off again in the middle of the night? I’m guessing that’s a yes, cap’n.
When Harry comes home and I move back to my bedroom desk they will come with me. Until then… do your jobs, new guys.
I know we looked at my cat in the last post, but let’s do it again. She just jumped on my desk and I needed to document the occasion.
Behold! The melting candle! Yet again!
Hello again, Hello Fresh.
This is the first Hello Fresh meal Jen didn’t like. Something about the cinnamon and paprika on the pork maybe?
We have seen deer on three of the last four days.
Hello, Hello Fresh.
It was good. There was cheese in the crust but not enough to ruin it for me.
Yesterday we had a visit from Bambi’s mother. Today we get a visit from Bambi himself. White spots and all.
Hello, cat.
Inside the Red Head's Head 