OK, this cracked me up.

Started this post yesterday (Saturday) but never finished it. Let's see.

Friday at work. I got in early so I could leave early. I found mouse pups overnight, which means my plans for the day would be disrupted by spending the afternoon dealing with them. I had other things to do, but the big thing had to be postponed for that.

I texted this to my extended family group:

Ugh. When the kids were little and I was running them all over the place I used to complain that I had all these chunks of time that were too little to do anything but too big to waste (playing Candy Crush right?) I'm having a bunch of days like that this week. 45 minutes just isn't long enough to do anything productive, I finished all the niggly 15 minute tasks 2 days ago and all I have left is some major work I can't start until 1:45. I have some last minute prep to do, but not til about 1. So I have... about 45 minutes and nothing productive to do. I think I'll print and read a paper, last resort of the bored research scientist, lol.

My SIL:

Lol! Walk outside for fresh air! 😍

This would have been great advice, except that it was 90 degrees outside and just no.

Then, Linnea.

Pull the fire alarm

I laughed.

Tea and a paper. Much less likely to get me in trouble.

Terrible idea, but... there is history there when Linnea pulled a fire alarm many years ago at a NPS lodge. Ah, memories!