Sláinte!

Mad, crazy day at the day job.

Too much going on in the morning to settle to any one task.

An afternoon in "listening mode" with stakeholders who, perhaps, would benefit from more time to reflect upon the issues.

My colleague came out saying "I need a massage! I need a massage!"

All I wanted was a stiff drink and, truly, I rarely drink.

So now I'm ensconced within the loveliness of the People's Republic of Portobello with a tasty G&T with a gin from the Whisky Isle.


Who needs the static? It hurts the head.*



*another prairie gal from home


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