WFH Day 7 of x
The Myth of the Homeworker
Something out of leftfield*, with apologies to Guiness
He waits, that's what he does.
I tell you what, tick followed tock followed tick followed tock followed tick.
(** Drums) dum da da dum da dum, dum da da dum da dum
Andrew says 'I don’t care who you are, here’s to your dream'.
The VPN returns to the laptop. 'Here’s to you, Andrew!' And the phat drummer hit the beat with all his heart.
dum da da dum da dum, dum da da dum da dum
Or something along those lines.
For a poor imitation, see here:
https://youtu.be/U3JEORDUEqc
(* kudos to anybody who gets that reference)
Socks
Many of you* have requested an update on the sock position I shared with you in episode 1, where I boldly stepped (no pun intended) into the world of unmatched socks.
Well, I'm pleased to say I maintained the new standard of sartorial elegance until yesterday when two randomly selected socks unexpectedly matched. What a quandary! Eventually I went with the flow and wore the matching pair: who am to mess with fate?
Normal service has resumed today though, you'll be pleased to know. The right sock is understated in nature, black with a small yellow pelican on the side, while the left sock is a more flamboyantly decorated number with oranges, greys and blues. On closer inspection it is also a little threadbare on the heal so this could be one of its last outings. Sad times.
*By 'many of you' I of course mean nobody. Nobody has requested a sock update, and quite right too, I'd be worried if you had
Exercise
I've been struggling to fit in my daily allowance of exercise whilst combining WFH and child minding, so in order to maintain my peak physical condition (ahem), like many people I've had to get creative.
I now do just one walk a day, but split into two manageable chunks. The first half at around 8am and the second half in the late afternoon. It's working well so far, and still meets the one spell of exercise per person per day rule. Kind of.
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