72 - left house at 632 and back at 358. WOW, and my fear was that I'd come home to Moria at 4pm and be stuck there. And I was. I didn't get OF, well not as bad as the day before, but again OF. I just don't stop. I tell myself one thing, do another. I check out. I surf. I'm mindless. I'm aware of that, but not changing it.
71 - WFH and it doesn't have to be a nightmare. But I keep thinking of reasons to walk away from the desk. Hummingbirds. Moria. Dog. Water. Power cord. Moria. Glasses. Moria. I take the doggie to the vet, have a bunch of errands to run, but will work my 8 hours. Does this count? Hurry!
LA and I plan to run 5 miles tonight, then another 10 tomorrow. He wanted to run the 15 tonight, but I pointed out that (thankfully) the parks close at sunset and NO I'm not running 15 miles Friday night. His argument is that it takes 2 days to recover (OK) and that the whole Saturday is lost doing it that day (not OK, not true). This is the better option.
I see 3 hummingbirds. A maybe empty feeder. I have to pee. Ugh, but stay out of Moria. What do you want more? 3 cargo pants or Moria? 00 WHBL or Moria?
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