I was keeping up for a while, earlier in the week, but by today I was once again at a point where I had to skip ahead and only read the last 24 hours of posts. Hope I didn’t miss anything significant!
TGIF. 
I’m working today, but at least I’m working from home. And I won’t be going back to the office until Thursday: I’m now remote on Mondays and Fridays, and this coming Tuesday and Wednesday I’ll work from home so I can more easily attend (via MS Teams) a 2-day customer meeting being held in California – which means 11am-8pm, my time (ET). I also won’t log on until 10am those days. They’ll still be long days, but that schedule would be unbearable in the office!
In other work news, I just submitted an offer request for a new project manager; someone to backfill the direct report who quit without notice at the end of May. My boss and I interviewed this candidate on Wednesday, and agree that we think she’ll be a good fit. 
There will still be quite a lot of “acting project manager” stuff for me to do even after she starts – there’s a heckuva learning curve – but at least there will finally be relief in sight.
Two big house-related things got done this week: yesterday the large, shaggy evergreen next to the front door finally got pruned (before the storms), and this morning the new kitchen faucet was installed.
I don’t remember which Mumper referred to the old one as a shower for a parrot (
)…I will never know what the previous tenants were thinking!
I eat popcorn most days; on weekdays, it’s often my dinner. The “popcorn” button on my old microwave was perfect, but this one’s was set for 3.5-oz bags while the ones I have are 3.2 oz. Most microwaves have two popcorn size options but I couldn’t figure it out on this one, so after a little trial and error I determined that 2:10 was the perfect amount of time. That was weeks ago, shortly after moving in; I’ve been entering that time manually (almost) every day since. Fast forward to earlier this week, when I found instruction manuals for the oven/cooktop (which is kind of fancy) and the microwave in a drawer and skimmed both. I learned that hitting the popcorn button twice was how to get to the option for a 3-oz bag, and I tried it Wednesday evening…and discovered that doing so sets it for 2:10. 
I’ve had a string of sporty two-door cars, and whenever I drive my 77-year-old dad somewhere we take his SUV because he can’t get in/out of my BMW M240i. (I never think of it as being low; it’s higher than my previous Nissan 370Z.) WifeBFF’s 90-year-old godmother also has trouble with my car, but that one I don’t mind so much because it gets me out of picking her up/taking her home on Thanksgiving. 
Woah! 
Sometimes y’all make it hard for me to love you.
Phew!
You know, as much as I still miss Bailey every single day (it’s been 10 months; this coming Wednesday would have been her 18th birthday) I do not miss the worry and stress! I know they will be a small price to pay whenever the time comes to have another dog, but they’re part of why that won’t be any time soon.
Such a great feeling, innit?
Awww! 
Never in a million years could I make anything even resembling a nose.
I just ordered new checks this morning! These days I only use them for my cleaning company: I could keep a credit card on file with them, but I have to cancel/reschedule just often enough that I’d worry about them accidentally charging me when they shouldn’t. I also have a feeling that I dodged some “short notice” fees in the past by not having a card on file. I’ll happily keep leaving checks on the kitchen counter.