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Did I pull off ONE of the greatest maneuvers of married men...
or the greatest ever?
here's the information you need to know:
- Yesterday was my wife's birthday (but she had to work)
- Wednesday, I realized that I didn't have anything pressing at work that couldn't wait until today*
- I worked in NYC through the weekend a couple weeks ago
- My current timesheet period ends today, and I already had enough hours to be fully billable on Wednesday (and then some).
- My employer has unofficial comp time... get your work done, and if you are ahead in billability, feel free to skip out for a day without needing to use a vacation/sick/floating holiday
So, taking all that information together, I went fishing yesterday, then had a great barbecue lunch, then went for a mountain bike ride. I was planning on making dinner last night for Mrs. Hextall's b-day, but Mrs. Hextall and our spawn are doing the NH Ice Cream Trail... visit 50 participating ice cream shops in the summer/fall, and last night they went to the 50th ice cream shop (diabetes, here they come!). I went with them, and instead of an ice cream got this instead and I don't regret it at all as it was most delicious:
So, after ice cream, it was kind of late, so Mrs. Hextall suggested going out to dinner instead, and without thinking about options, we went to Texas Roadhouse. I got the filet medallions, which were delicious. My wife got some kind of chicken and mushroom meal, and I just had the leftovers and they were really good too.
So to recap:
On my wife's birthday, I went fishing, mountain biking, got out of cooking dinner, had a delicious soda, and didn't have to cook dinner.
I feel that nothing could beat my day yesterday. So much so, I no longer care if Trump becomes president, as yesterday was so great, my future time here will be a long downhill slog towards the eternal darkness of nothingness.
Footnotes:
* Note, that Trump's twitter circus is putting a roadblock in my efficiency today
here's the information you need to know:
- Yesterday was my wife's birthday (but she had to work)
- Wednesday, I realized that I didn't have anything pressing at work that couldn't wait until today*
- I worked in NYC through the weekend a couple weeks ago
- My current timesheet period ends today, and I already had enough hours to be fully billable on Wednesday (and then some).
- My employer has unofficial comp time... get your work done, and if you are ahead in billability, feel free to skip out for a day without needing to use a vacation/sick/floating holiday
So, taking all that information together, I went fishing yesterday, then had a great barbecue lunch, then went for a mountain bike ride. I was planning on making dinner last night for Mrs. Hextall's b-day, but Mrs. Hextall and our spawn are doing the NH Ice Cream Trail... visit 50 participating ice cream shops in the summer/fall, and last night they went to the 50th ice cream shop (diabetes, here they come!). I went with them, and instead of an ice cream got this instead and I don't regret it at all as it was most delicious:
So, after ice cream, it was kind of late, so Mrs. Hextall suggested going out to dinner instead, and without thinking about options, we went to Texas Roadhouse. I got the filet medallions, which were delicious. My wife got some kind of chicken and mushroom meal, and I just had the leftovers and they were really good too.
So to recap:
On my wife's birthday, I went fishing, mountain biking, got out of cooking dinner, had a delicious soda, and didn't have to cook dinner.
I feel that nothing could beat my day yesterday. So much so, I no longer care if Trump becomes president, as yesterday was so great, my future time here will be a long downhill slog towards the eternal darkness of nothingness.
Footnotes:
* Note, that Trump's twitter circus is putting a roadblock in my efficiency today
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Part of our marital negotiations were that we would have a birthday weekend, and not a birthday week.
This is a true story.