Of course now I have to actually come up with something to write about, which is easier said than done.
How about work?
See the thing is I hate my job, I really do, but occasionally there are bright moments that almost make up for the soul-crushingness of it all. Today we put together a Cozy Coupe car for the shop floor:
I wasn't involved in the actual construction of the car, which disappoints me cos I'm a big fan of putting stuff together, but K and I did stand and watch and
And now I am realising just how empty our lives are that this brought us so much pleasure. But still, I'm sure there are people out there who desperately wish they too could play with little pieces of plastic at work but are sadly denied the opportunity that I am blessed with.