Out of The PIT

So I am currently working from home and have been for the past couple of weeks. The first week was tough as we had just started living at the house and our place was a mess. I was working on the kitchen island for a couple of days before moving into the basement bedroom for a few more days. After a weekend of cleaning and organizing (and putting together the new desk), I was able to get my office set up enough to allow me to use my old computer (which still runs!) and my laptop functioning on my two monitors. The setup is not bad, although the monitor stands are a little ghetto (Nest Cam IQ boxes). Still, I'm glad I was able to get this thing up and running. Now I'm at least 50% productive as before.

It has been four years but the kid is still the same as ever. A little bit of ice breaking was required, the pool being that ice breaker (every time it seems). I do enjoy a little dip every now and then, and I do not mind sharing the pool with a few rowdy teens. Although I think she was "accidentally" throwing to me on purpose just to get my attention. I ended up getting sucked in, along with a couple of other adults, but I think I took the brunt of the abuse. Thanks to the three girls, I certainly ended up with very sore pecs by the end. I had no idea how I would play hockey afterward. I do not know if the other two girls remembered me, but she sure did. Over the past decade the MO has always been the same. She spent a lot of time talking about herself, asking questions, and wanting to show off stuff in her room and around the house. "I think she has a crush on you." LH said. I brushed it off. I'm sure if anyone paid any attention to her she would have done