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Still tired
The plan for today was to get up not-too-late, go to the office to check the state of things, buy some small stuff, maybe look for a second thermo longsleeve and maybe a pair of jeans, if I could fine one with no spandex, then go home and have bread rolls and cheese and be generally lazy, and bake more cookies in the evening.
What I didn't plan was that the state of things at work was a mess. I checked everything carefully, thought, "wait, what's this?", investigated and found that some genius had changed a configuration file. Investigating how much damage was done and how to best fix it took another hour, and the actual fixing two more. I ordered pizza for lunch and got out of the office at 4 pm.
I still managed to do my shopping, though I did get completely different things from what I'd been looking for, and was home around six, drank tea, read the newspaper, and tried to get into a mood suitable for making cookies. My legs are still sore from Thursday, and walking through the snow doesn't help at all.
In the end, cookies were made. And now I feel like I should go to sleep.
What I didn't plan was that the state of things at work was a mess. I checked everything carefully, thought, "wait, what's this?", investigated and found that some genius had changed a configuration file. Investigating how much damage was done and how to best fix it took another hour, and the actual fixing two more. I ordered pizza for lunch and got out of the office at 4 pm.
I still managed to do my shopping, though I did get completely different things from what I'd been looking for, and was home around six, drank tea, read the newspaper, and tried to get into a mood suitable for making cookies. My legs are still sore from Thursday, and walking through the snow doesn't help at all.
In the end, cookies were made. And now I feel like I should go to sleep.