The office is closed, like doors locked and security guards in place, closed. I couldn’t break back into that place if I wanted to, not that I really want to, it is the holiday season after all.
Yesterday was not so productive. I washed about 3/4 of the dishes that needed washing, and wrapped a few presents, but for the most part I spent my day chillaxin with the boy and eating, oh and drinking Dr. Peppers. Because Dr. Peppers make even the least productive days look pretty darn swell.
Maybe today will prove to be more productive… One can hope.