I don’t need another reason to want to work from home more and work in the office less, but I have one. A good one.
There is something about the lighting and the mirror in the men’s room in the office that really points out how much grey there is in my hair. Especially around my temples and right above my ears. The grey hair really just leaps out at you.
Yeah, that’s a damn good reason to want to work from home more and work in the office less. As if I needed another reason, right?
I had a serious middle aged old fart moment today.
I was sitting at my desk, eating my lunch, and a thought popped into my head. I finished the laundry. All of the laundry in the house is washed, dried, and folded (though there’s some that still needs to be put away).
I thought to myself… all the laundry is done… that is awesome.
Then I thought, if my 16 year old self heard me say that the laundry being done is “awesome” he would probably kick me in the balls so hard that they’d end up a geosynchronous orbit.
Robert, you are such an old person. Old. Person.
I have to be careful not to let my 16 year old self know how happy I was after I made the bed this morning. Who knows what violence he would befall upon me.
Inside the Red Head's Head 