“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 592 (Friday)

Frosty Morn
painted by Jack Frost. 

It was a cold, frosty morn. But not Frosty Morn like the  sausage company. Literal frost. The wintery kind. It's always pretty to look at. Mummu used to always say the windows "were painted by Jack Frost."

While warming up the car and waiting for the frost to melt from the windshield, discoveries were made. The Jeep has heated seats and steering wheel. This feature was probably described in detail at the dealership, but clearly was not of interest in June. When the car was bought, air conditioning and sun roof panels were top of mind. This morning, though, in the 35-degree weather, the seat and steering wheel heat came on automatically. It was nice. Very nice.

Another drive time discovery was the realization I had forgotten my lunch. In between the many steps of preparing to leave, including making sure I have the notepads that are schlepped back and forth, checking the doors, letting Winston out, diapering him, doling out bits of good boy cookies, delivering lies and promises like I’ll be home “in a little while,” grabbing lunch danced through my head and then fled. It was halfway to work before I thought of it again.

Five minute pho.

Luckily, there is a small reserve of emergency food in the desk at the office-office. The emergency ration lunch choices were oatmeal, ramen, or five-minute Vietnamese pho. None sounded appealing, but neither was the idea of foraging for food downtown in the cold. It ended up being pho and it was good. Dang, I love the instant hot water dispenser in our water machine. It’s a benefit of working in the
office.