“Remoted” – Workday 108/ Day 155 (Tuesday)

It was a draggin’ butt morning. Both Sunday and Monday nights involved being awake a couple hours later than is ideal. In the olden, younger days, this would have been due to being out with friends or being deep in the zone working on a stained glass, photography, or sewing project. Now, it’s due to being blessed with a front row seat to the nightly 11:00 basketball practice in the street below my bedroom window.

There is napping in the kitchen.

To try and distract myself from the live sporting events, I end up sucked in a spiral of reading the news alternated with the biggest time suck available in the palm of one’s hand – Candy Crush. Sometimes I get lucky and the practice is quick and done in 15 agonizing minutes that just feel like forever and I can go to sleep. Other times, the solo ball player is joined by others from his home team and practice runs long and loud with ball bouncing, backboard hitting, and talking.

It really ruins the joy of having the windows open for the night air and makes running the A/C at night more appealing. Murder also feels a little bit appealing.

There is napping in the living room.

This week has also seen the introduction of bonus afternoon neighboring yard work involving various combinations of weed whacker, leaf blower, and lawn mower for two to three hours at a stretch. Today, at the height of the noise, cranky from insufficient sleep due to nighttime basketball, and aggravated from the din of yard work, I really missed the office downtown. Suddenly the sirens and honking horns and even the annoying drummer who beats on the plastic buckets seemed preferable. 

The worst thing? This whole back to work from vacation thing means there are no afternoon naps. Not for me anyway. The dogs still nap all day every day. So unfair.