“Remoted - Hybrid” – Day 547 (Tuesday)

Tuesday, you done good. It was a work from home day under the new hybrid model and it mostly wasn’t stressful. 

I woke up a little tired due to laying awake in bed, tired but not sleepy on Monday night. The culprit, or at least the scapegoat? On Monday, in addition to made at home lame coffee before heading downtown, there was a caffeine boost of a proper coffee shop coffee late in the morning. It seemed innocent enough. Wrong. It wasn't past the usual noon cutoff, but the penalty for strong grownup coffee was paid in the form of tossing and turning twelve hours later. Or not? No telling.   

Yard waste pickup, scheduled for Monday, didn’t happen which worked out perfectly for me. Some weeds were pulled when I was outside with Winston, and then it was discovered the barrel I thought was empty was actually full. It was set at the curb and picked up a day late a few hours later. Bam!

What's up, poor plant?

Slight fatigue aside, the most stressful aspect of the day might well be the African Violet I’ve had for years. YEARS. And it has thrived under my neglect the entire time. Until now. Suddenly, the poor thing is losing about 50% of its leaves each day. In just a few days it has gone from lush and flowering and nearly climbing out of the pot to having me worried that I am somehow committing plant murder. It was repotted after work and hopefully having some more dirt will help, but the fear is it might be too late. 

There was a board meeting at 6:30 on a rooftop deck downtown, which was great. There was fresh air and people, and we always start on time and have efficient meetings, so it’s time well spent. As darkness began to fall, we were wrapping up and it was back towards home.