I’m all better

My narsty cold thing ran its course, I’m fairly certain, and I’ve felt good the past few days.  I kept up with doing my treadmill thing (I walk on this office treadmill that I got to go with my Uplift desk and I walk along to videos on YouTube) through the sickness and only skipped it today because it would be a bit disruptive with the child here.

My kid is amazing, and continues to blow my mind with their awesomeness all of the time.

I don’t mean to get political, but I’m getting tired of being so disgusted with the semi-animate-even-more-unappetizing-than-ever-because-I’m-plant-based-now-pot-roast-propped-up-with-toothpicks in the Oval Office.  His behavior makes me feel like we’re on the side of the aggresors on the planet and I’m just not okay with that.  There continues to be no redeeming quality about him that makes anything okay.  Just…blech.  I’m sorry, but not sorry.

Something…something…tempeh.