Upstairs ready for new tenant arrival.
And somehow I feel like I’m just losing days of time here. I think it’s the fact that I don’t have internet at the house right now, which has been wonderful for productivity (I wander outside and weed or move things as opposed to getting distracted by grantland.com or whatever… for… hours) but I think it screws with my sense of days since I don’t look at my online calender as frequently, I don’t see days listed on web news stories, etc etc.
First world problems of the Gen Y existentialist variety…