Slow Off the Line

This morning started even more slowly than usual. Alm helped by having to get up early for the Super-Big bosses arrival at her office today. So, after the shower delay, I boxed up books to send to Mom (USPS on-line is beautiful) and headed off to work.

I don’t know how many of you have to ‘key’ your way into work, but I do. Our office is located in a stand-alone building along a street that has quite a bit of foot traffic. To prevent the masses from moseying in and messing with stuff you have to be buzzed in or unlock the door with your key. After returning from a quick visit to the bank, I stood at the front door, with my keys in my right hand, held eye high and thought, “Not that house key, the other one.” I have to stop working this hard.

Oh, and I know my definition of tomorrow is screwed up; I’ll work on it later. I need more input.