Middle age can kiss my 50 year old ass.

(It’s heavy, but the air conditioner it replaced was at least twice as heavy so in a sense it’s actually really light)
Middle age can kiss my 50 year old ass.

(It’s heavy, but the air conditioner it replaced was at least twice as heavy so in a sense it’s actually really light)
My work here is done*.

*No it isn’t.
Two water bottles. One (grape flavored) for Robbie and one (distilled) for the CPAP machine.

That’s me, covering all the sleep over basics. Like a (very lame) boss.
Desk swag cat…

Floor swag cat…

Did you figure out what I was doing today? Did I telegraph it enough? Bellana, my step daughter, moved out of her dorm today and I helped. 3+ hours in both directions, Methuen, MA to Burlington, VT and back. The scenery on that drive is pretty fantastic if you get a chance to look at it. It was kinda tough to do while driving though.
This was coming off a rest area somewhere in New Hampshire, just before the Vermont border.
Of course the state line would be under construction. Figures.
I wasn’t there to sight see though. This is the only view of the campus that I managed.
We’ll be back in a couple of months. Next time we’ll have two students there.
Taking bets on how many trips back and forth from home to mom’s before this puppy breaks.

Back on route 93.

Just pausing to stretch my legs.

1.25 hours down, 1.75 hours to go.
