Remember that time on September 8 when I told you the washing machine died?
I have no idea how old our water cooler was. I know we had it in 2001 at The Compound, but that’s about as far back as I can track it. So it was twenty years old or more.
It died.
Hey, new cooler. You have quite the record to beat.
Last week, I recycled another pile (eightish inches this time) of documents from my former job.
At some point around March 10.180 or whatever it is, I colored this.
I personally cannot do everything, but I’ve so far made it through this psychologically hellish week, SO I DID THAT.