Hotel Livin'

G started his "new" job yesterday.  When I asked him how it went, he told me he had Chipotle for lunch.  He knows that's all I really care about anyways.

The best part of my Monday:

I take that back, THIS was the best part of my Monday:

Classy, right?  Drinking Cabernet Sauvignon out of a hotel glass?  Well, it's a step above swiggin' it straight out of the bottle, so...

The best thing I could find to watch on TV last night was Seinfeld.  I forget how old that show is now; I can remember when it came on.  I was in high school and Jerry, George, Elaine and Kramer all seemed so edgy, funny, yada yada yada.

Now, look closely at this:

He's on a phone with a cord.  Hard to see b/c of my crappy phone pic, but still.  A cord.  The show is ancient.

When I come back to VA for work, I use up my word quota by like 10:00 a.m.  The office is incredibly busy and not only do I work long hours, but I talk a lot, and listen a lot, and then talk a lot again.  So when I get back to the hotel room, this is what I do:

I lay on the bed and "read." Then someone will text or G will call and I'll wake up and we'll chat, then I'll go back to "reading" until I wake up around midnight and turn off the lights.

Time for another busy busy day.