Good morning, from a blue sky San Francisco.

I don't have Pilates until 3:30pm, and EM is still in Montana with her partner so my morning is open.

(Tuesday is usually the day she would come in and we'd go through my papers together and deal with onerous tasks. I was paying for her office manager skills.)

I mean, it's open in the sense that I don't have to rush out the door and be somewhere, but I do have a big stack of Onerous Tasks awaiting me.

So I'm girding myself for opening unpleasant tax related mail and working my way through a phone tree and (worst of all) cleaning the Guinea Pig cage.

Yesterday, I managed to do an impromptu pivot into socializing with Rachael, my Pilates teacher. I walked by Bar Crudo (which is a fancy fish place in her neighborhood) and pinged her saying, "Hey, they've got some open tables. I wouldn't mind a cup of their seafood chowder and a glass of champagne..." and she joined me, and we got seated 15 minutes before the kitchen closed.

How are your Tuesdays rolling out?

This will be the last class for my workshop. My story will be on deck.

I'm in the office, planning on cashing in my birthday free item at Carl's Jr for lunch before that expires and do a Costco run on the way home. Pretty exciting!

I'm WFH while there is 2 feet of snow outside, but I also brought home a cold from Great Wolf Lodge this weekend and have discovered that Sudafed Nighttime (phenylephrine + diphenhydramine) is no longer available as a standalone product (it's only sold in a combo pack with the daytime formula).

(Yes I could just buy Sudafed + Benadryl separately and take both but right now my head hurts too much for that level of effort.)

Sending soothing thoughts to your head, Jessica.

I'm avoiding doing housework. I have cousins arriving this weekend, and it would be dandy if my place was clean, and yet.

It's weird because whatever else happens, this class is still kind of "The One Where He Couldn't Handle The Truth"(and, in a sense, might have left money on the table, which, both things go against every instinct I've had, ever.) Again, about something I said, not involving one's mother and small appliances--will never understand.

I have cousins arriving this weekend, and it would be dandy if my place was clean, and yet.

I'm up for a round of Onerous Tasks Accountability if you want to play...

I need to:

Call Xfinity and have them reboot my WiFi.

Open all my tax mail and send off checks.

Clean the Guinea Pig cage.

If I do all three of those before Pilates I would rate a freakin' Gold Star.

Huh, the two Carl's Jrs that were convenient to me have closed. I know they are one of the more evil fast food chains, but I went to one of those closed locations because the regular worker I always saw was so very nice supporting her having a job seemed like a good tradeoff. I hope she got transferred somewhere or got a better job. Other than cashing in my free rewards I have no incentive to go there anymore, especially as they are all out of my way to get to.

So Barbetta is closing and its a place I always meant to go but never did. So I'm taking a shot at going. Wish me luck!

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I have braved the Xfinity phone tree, and they can't fix it remotely. So now I have a tech visit planned for tomorrow.

But I did The Thing.

Task #1: completed. (Problem, still not resolved yet.)

Going to attempt cleaning the pig cage next.

That will require administering Second Coffee.