Yesterday, instead of my usual fart-around-the-apartment-for-three-hours-and-then-go-to-work- at-ten schedule, I worked from home for a few hours, went to the gym for a while, worked at home some more, and then went into the office to work some more. You know, working from home is nice when you don't HAVE to do it every single freaking day. Sadly, it's unlikely I'll be able to work from home again in the near future; I can only enter edits at the office (freelancers can't be trusted to log in remotely, I guess), and the purely-paper work I was doing has dried up. Ah well.
The old lady... I mean, Locomotion aerobics class was fun, but a little wimpy. Wimpier than it used to be, anyway. I now realize that Kristine was a slave driver. Poor old ladies. The new instructor seems to be fond of lots of hip thrusting and wiggling. Poor old ladies.
Oh, if you read the title of this post and got the reference, you get a cookie!
Posted by thevieve at November 7, 2002 5:00 PM