I’m sick.
Not in just a general sense. I have a nasty cold in which my lungs are attempting to expel themselves from their body. After a night of coughing, I’m tempted to allow them to do so. They don’t want to be there, why should I keep them in?
That aside, I believe Steph is not looking forward to me being home. This is because she knows that I am not a good sick person. I get bored extremely easy. By 10:00am, I will have finished every goal I set out for myself today and I can be pretty ambitious when I’m sick (all part of that ‘not thinking straight while sick’ bit). Being that Steph works from home now, I think she’s fearing this.
So in an effort to distract me even further, she reached into the closet and pulled out a Christmas present my parents gave me. This:
Click the picture to see a video of it in action. As you can see, this is exactly what my wife, who desires peace and quiet during the work day, will enjoy. And it was her suggestion.
She will rue the day.
Moose and Ink 
Now I feel bad. It seemed like a harmless thing at the time. by the way…how high a score did you get. My record is 67.
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Round one stops at 100 (I rock, but have an uhealthy ability to concentrate solely on one thing while the world crumbles around me). Second round is not near as easy……
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