It’s been just over a week since entering the retirement/work at home ranks and I’m just wondering out loud…where does the time go? Is it really “Hump Day?” Does time have any context when you work from home? Do days just magically morph from one to the next with no impact on which is which?
Do you think it’s made a difference in Sam’s life? Yeah, me neither. Here’s wishing you all good things today and everyday. Happy Hump Day!
Live, Love, Bark! <3