Time on Treadmill: 30 minutes.
Annoyance status: Would push a small child out of my way.

It’s just one of those days when I’m trying to work and Ramón has decided to update the refurbed PC laptop he bought for me (for my new intermittent contract work) in the kitchen, which is less than eight feet from where I’m sitting. Which means he’s talking to himself, carrying the laptop over to me so that I can set passwords and security questions, and generally being distracting.

Now, I am very grateful that he bought me a laptop, and he’s setting it up like the in-house tech resource he is, and he’s a wonderful man whom I love very much. I just can’t work with him in the same room. I may have to rethink the office arrangement and see if there’s some way I can fix the office chair so that it doesn’t sink down to child level within five minutes of me sitting down and completely wrecking my knees in the process.