Yesterday afternoon shortly after 2pm I peered out my window with sheer delight as the first white flakes of wonder came floating down from the sky. It was short yet furious and the thermometer showed only 40, so nothing stuck to the ground just yet. Nevertheless, I called Jen at work and left her an ecstatic voicemail. This morning it’s sub-30 outside and the skies are blue.
Last night we watched Sunday’s episode of Desperate Housewives, my favorite show on TV right now. I haven’t missed an episode so far. If you haven’t yet seen it, put it on your must-watch list. It’s that good. Funny, smart, intriguing, good story line, hot women, racy scenes (especially for network TV). How can you go wrong?
Last week I grew tired of back pain and treated myself to a new chair, which arrived on Friday. I’m still working on getting just the right settings and today am trying a more elevated position of chair and monitors.
