A broken water main close to my work meant that we lost water in our building. The result was in being sent home.
Patricia was ticked that she didn't get to go home as well, but her disappointment was mollified when I told her that I would make dinner. I got home by 3:45 or so. By 4:30, I was in the kitchen, cooking salmon and boiling potatoes and steaming some green beans. Patricia got home by 5:45 or so, and we had our dinner. I think I did a good job of it. She didn't spit it out or anything, so I think she liked it as well.
We spent a quiet evening watching television, starting with "Inner Space" on the Space Channel, and continuing with the latest episode of "Finding Carter". I came downstairs to make sure that a hard drive back up is progressing as it should (it is), and to consider the final draft of my first regular column for Frank Magazine. The deadline is tomorrow.
Tomorrow is Thursday, and only my second day of work this week. I love short work weeks!
CBC Radio is playing the re-broadcast of "Q". I have always got a kick out of who Jian Ghomeshi says "Hi there!". So effusive. It makes me wonder how excitedly he greets people he really does know.
If you don't know who Jian Ghomeshi is, we can't be friends. Surely you know about the infamous Billy Bob Thornton incident? It's a classic.
See you tomorrow.
Bevboy
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