Another day. Like yesterday. Only colder. And more work. No barre class. No zoom yoga. Just work. And cold. I felt like I was in a Gulag in Siberia.
It is 6PM. Time to step away from the data. And have a nice bubble bath. But, I don’t have a bathtub. Or any bath bubbles. OK. I do have beer. And beer has bubbles. That’s a start!
Do some yoga. Drink beer. Make dinner. Eat dinner. Plan escape.
I don’t have to work from home in the freezer.
No, it wouldn’t be better if I weren’t buried under a mountain of data. I would be worse. I would still be cold and have nothing to do.