humansofnewyork:

“At first it was absolutely shocking. He’s up every two hours. If all he does is grumble, there’s a good chance that he’ll fall back asleep. But if he starts gobbling out vowels and consonants, that means he’s up for good and nobody’s going back to sleep for a while. We’ve been getting some longer chunks of sleep lately. But whenever we think it’s conquered, there’s a curveball. So we’ve just had to embrace being absolutely knackered all the time. The first thing to go was our vocabularies. You know when you can’t quite think of a word, but then you suddenly get it? Well that doesn’t happen anymore. The word never comes. So now we consider it a win if we’re able to communicate a rough idea of what we mean.”

Got a reminder, on the plane, why I don’t ever watch TV:

History Channel, which I would have expected to be respectable, had a program on about the Moon, where they were, with straight faces, pushing 40 year old long-debunked conspiracy theories like Hollow Moon hypothesis – interviewing only ufologist hacks, without a single mention of real scientists or latest data that explains observations without resorting to crazy (but exciting) fantasies.

Home, for the weekend, then back next week.
There are mountains here, but I haven’t seen them close.

I’m also happy to finally not be in the company of the coworker who calls me honey and cutie and repeatedly touches me just a bit more than I would consider appropriate. She has a 25 year old daughter and a husband with size-12-feet, which was among other too-many things she found it necessary to share. And yet, she is highly competent and actually good to have along on the trip. If she only would be a little more professional and respected boundaries just a tad more.