I don’t think it occurred to me until maybe Sunday that, by working from home last Friday, I was effectively getting myself something like a five-day weekend, since I’d be working from home again today.
Oh sure, I had plenty of work to do — no end to it, in fact — but this was a nice way to ease out of, and then back into, the week.
First thing this morning, the landscaper came to the door, wondering if, instead of the car window repair guy coming here, to the house, I could drive the car over there, to his shop, in East Meadow. I think he was worried about the rain in the forecast, but I really did have a lot of work to get done — my boss is going away starting Thursday, which is also the day I’m in a day-long training session later — and the landscaper had told me on Saturday that it could all be done on-site. So he called the repair guy back, and they got it squared away, and then he gave me cash to pay the guy and said he’d be here around noon.
He was, and it did rain — buckets, in fact, although just before it started we moved the car closer to the garage to keep the front window out of the worst of it. The guy was here maybe an hour, but my car has all its windows again, so that’s what counts.
I also have a mended pair of pants, fixing the rip in them from last week. The job maybe isn’t quite as good, but I think that’s more because of the type of rip (along the pocket) and the quality (in retrospect likely low) of the pants themselves. It’s disappointing, since they’re brand new, but I think they’re wearable for those days when all I do is sit behind my desk. (You know, most of them.)
Amid all of this, I managed somehow to put some kind of finish on the report I spent all Friday (and then some) working on, plus some work on a few other projects. It was, somehow, actually quite a productive day.
