Escaping the office for 15 minutes, as I have a bunch of stuff to finish and deliver today. Which I hate, as Saturdays are usually my thinking day. But sometimes I just have to dig in and submit to the schedule’s demands.
But, for right now, it’s cold and bright and dry and I have Irish whiskey. (It’s called Peaky Blinder, and I just chose it because I haven’t had it before. Not bad at all.)