After the first half I ran to Che's for my warranty-covered hair trim, and back home to finish off the day's work. Around 7, Joe and I finish our respective work days, and met in the courtyard for a beer and a chat.
Friday, I was working from the 'boibs, as I do every other week or so. So I spent the day in Roswell, which I enjoy because it also entails play time with the dog. Lunch at a tea house, and back down to Buckhead, where Joe and I choose to go play some tennis. So we get in to our gear, grab a couple of rackets and bottles of water, and walk - yes: walk - across the street to the free tennis courts in our little park. It was just that easy.
And that is what I call a good week.
My weekend promises beer tastings and tater tots, so I'm looking forward to that too.
And that is what I call a good week.
My weekend promises beer tastings and tater tots, so I'm looking forward to that too.
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