Returning to work wasn't so brutal, but there were 600 e-mails to check or delete, all of which had an 'OMG' flag attached to them, but ended up being unimportant. I have to move offices. It's not a problem, other than the stark government white that was in my room:
I have never painted any place I've ever lived in, so I consider this good practice. But painting is really, really tedious. Many thanks to the makers of iPod, and apologies to those in the office next door who have to hear me sing along with Stevie Nicks, Whitney Houston, and the Spice Girls.
It's only Noon and it's already hot as...well, it's really frikkin' hot outside. There's a rugby match today and I really don't mind if I don't play. No one needs to see me puke.
The match was hot, but a cooler front came in, bringing lightning with it, so we had to commence the match early. I think we were ahead. Here's Phil, John, JB and Jason (foreground) lining the pitch out at Gosling Farm before the match. I became so sweaty that I could not take any more photos, as I did not want to get My Precious camera sweaty and greasy.
Wow Jimbo, DC sure is hot... bad time to visit I guess. I was hoping I'd randomly run into you, but I also found out that DC is big.
If you offer free beer I'm sure you could get many volunteers to help you paint.
Well, it always works w/my straight friends. heehee
Damn. And just when I was hoping to see some pictures of sweaty and greasy rugby players!
Why couldn't you play Jimbo?
Whoops. I see now. The Lightening.
Too bad about the heat. So did the match start, or end, early? commence = begin :)
So how did the painting turn out? I detest painting. I know, it's "one of the cheapest ways to really change your living space," but DAMN it's tedious. We've lived in our house for three years, and we have never liked the color of our master bathroom. I think we may finally tackle the job of painting it this fall. Or maybe we could wait one more year?