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23rd November, 2023
Lazy fecking morning pro max. Woke up absolutely floored, exhausted, flaccid. Like I was drained. Which all meant Id take an unscheduled WFH day and log-in in my robe in my frigid bedroom . The perks.
Auto-piloted through work calls mostly, even threw on a shirt over my boxers for a video call. Didn’t miss a beat, and am fairly certain no one noticed. No one worth noticing noticed, at least.
The Mrs spent all day cleaning up the apartment as I tried to get my focus back. I mean, I can safely say her standards of cleanliness far surpass anything that I can muster. She’s champions league and I am conference league. And all of this effort even AFTER we have a weekly professional clean. Women, eh?
Dinner was an amazing beef joint, oven roasted to perfection along with sweet potato fries and lamb ribs dipped in a thrilling homemade spicy sauce. She’s a genius — with her hands and vision and execution. God, that was good.
Binged couple of episodes of “Inventing Anna”. Made me realise despite how much ever money I make, I’ll never be wealthy. I mean, sheeesh — it’s not even about cash flow, it’s about this epigenetic trait of simply being flush. I’d have to bust my bollocks to get in the same zip code as some of these people on the show. But hey, I can take solace in the fact that they are all pricks.
More “chip war” for reading material and some well-past-due love-making in the moonlight. Can’t beat Thursdays!
Oh nearly forgot — we planned our Black Friday shopping spree too for tapping our way through Oxford street tomorrow evening. Let’s see how that goes.
TGIF!
