I was out of bed so many times last night that I lost count. I slept horribly, and barely squeaked in to work because of it. Fortunately, I’ve never worked in a more relaxed environment, and Randy wasn’t even in today. Jay and Maggie were in the office a bit, but otherwise it was super quiet until lunch time. I actually left for a McCafé frappé in the morning.
It was the last day for one of the other guys in the building, and evidently he cooked for everyone pretty frequently, so he threw his own going-away party by cooking lunch for them one last time. He fried some catfish, smoked some ribs, and grilled some pork chops. There was a big tray of mac and cheese, some of the best collard greens I’d ever had, and some fries and fried okra as well. There were even a couple cakes for dessert.
Maggie ended up taking a half day, and I took a couple calls from Jim about some trouble his teachers were having that appeared to be hallucinated. I haven’t been hugely impressed so far, but the longer I’m there, the less surprised I am.
I ended up taking off a few minutes early myself, and stopped in Conway to check on Summer before making it home. Eaddie was out for a ballgame, so I took the dogs out for another awesome run in the sprinkling rain. It felt great outside, and they were super well behaved. I still wish they’d be a little more obedient all of the time, but overall they’re super good on walks, and they’ve been running a whole lot more now that the weather isn’t so suffocating.
Summer beat us home, and we ate some leftovers after she had a bath. Then we laid on the couch and watched some YouTube and an episode of Modern Family before bed.
But why aren’t you guys better?