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Trying to become an early bird again

Once upon an eon ago, I began my days at 4am. Was at the gym at 5am and worked out until 7am then went to work. I also did 20 minutes of stretching before going to bed. It was the healthiest I’ve ever felt.

I’m trying to adjust my schedule for rising early again. I awoke at 4:30 this morning just wide awake and ready to begin the day. By 4:32 I was sound asleep under than nice heated blanket. Perhaps this lifestyle change should wait until the summer.

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Welcome 2024!

Thought I’d hit the ground running today. Boy was I wrong. Figured I’d work 4 to 6 hours, then do some plumbing, then plan out all of 2024 giving each month a theme and a goal. Instead I slept in, chillaxed, did 2.5 hours of accounting, took a nap, cleaned a little, and cooked. About that exercise, juggling, and all the other things… maybe tomorrow.

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How’s the last day of 2023?

Well, I woke up this morning realizing I don’t have trash service anymore. They took the 96-gallon can and didn’t even leave a note.

From a marketing perspective, you’d think they’d drop a letter in the mail saying “if you want to continue service please update your credit card” or something like that. I guess now we just pile the garage up on the pews until Thanksgiving.

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So you want to be a programmer?

It’s a lot like building a car for someone. You get it working. Spend a bunch of time tuning that engine and just making it purr. You put your heart into painting it perfectly maybe even giving a little extra love. Then the customer takes it and says, “everything is great except the horn doesn’t work at 19mph. Works below 19 mph and above 19 mph but not at 19 mph.” You are left staring at 2 wires and a switch having to figure out how something couldn’t be any more basic has this odd quirk. That’s programming.

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Shelf Elf

An elf came down from the pole
To dance within your walls
Turning tricks in the night
Is it devious? Mischievous? Frightful?
Or a delight?

The elf rules are simple
You can look but you cannot touch
You can tip your elf
But it won’t change your luck

The elf when it comes
Leaves you more frustrated
Than before it came
And once the elf is done and gone
The glitter remains as evidence of your shame.