Good morning, from a blue sky San Francisco.
I don't have Pilates until 3:30pm, and EM is still in Montana with her partner so my morning is open.
(Tuesday is usually the day she would come in and we'd go through my papers together and deal with onerous tasks. I was paying for her office manager skills.)
I mean, it's open in the sense that I don't have to rush out the door and be somewhere, but I do have a big stack of Onerous Tasks awaiting me.
So I'm girding myself for opening unpleasant tax related mail and working my way through a phone tree and (worst of all) cleaning the Guinea Pig cage.
Yesterday, I managed to do an impromptu pivot into socializing with Rachael, my Pilates teacher. I walked by Bar Crudo (which is a fancy fish place in her neighborhood) and pinged her saying, "Hey, they've got some open tables. I wouldn't mind a cup of their seafood chowder and a glass of champagne..." and she joined me, and we got seated 15 minutes before the kitchen closed.
How are your Tuesdays rolling out?