Yep, Monday whizzed past me, sweetpeas!
For a variety of reasons everyone in this house had to be awake early (Gawd, on a Monday, too) and busy with a variety of assignments, so I missed blogging. Well, I wasn't really busy, I was just trying to stay out of the way of the really busy people. So, consequently, my computer and I were estranged for a portion of the day, and when we were finally reunited, I didn't have words to share. Actually, I was too engaged watching The Chelsea Detective and then, reading the NYT. It really was easier mentally to watch a murder mystery than to read the daily horror show scroll by on my screen.
But here it is Tuesday afternoon and I'm sitting across from the MITM watching him moving to beat only he can hear (he's wearing earbuds) as he writes. I guess it's a sign of the times that working at a partners' desk can feel as isolating as an office cubicle when you're both writing.
To be clear this is not a complaint, just an observation.
It's very similar to talking to yourself whilst cooking, but there's someone else in the kitchen who thinks you're talking to them. Proximity assumes conversation, I guess.
Or maybe, I'm just too much in my head right now.
I've been waiting all day for a call back regarding an appointment and I am slightly pissed off aggrieved that I've had to wait.
Huzzah! while I've been looking at my screen, the lovely MITM has opened a bottle of wine!
So Cheers, loverlies! I'll see all y'all tomorrow!
xoxo













