One day you're watching fire dancers in a hotel ballroom transformed into a Polynesian paradise. Three days later you're on back-to-back video calls while ice encases everything outside your window.
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The week started with chlorine and ended with rum. In between, international grocery exploration, storm anxiety, and a fire-eating mermaid who made me want to do more with my life.
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Everything around me seems to be in motion this week. Kids moving through milestones, colleagues moving on to new things, seasons shifting. Even the birds are starting to come back.
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The chair arrived. Buddhist monks walked through town. Fried chicken achieved maximum cronch.
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The craft is in the decisions. The tool just handles the transcription.
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I automated the five minutes before standup, and accidentally learned something about how my brain works.
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Our time-shifted Christmas week was really peaceful. A couple more days before going back to work on Monday, and I'm trying to make the most of it.
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A gluten-free Yule log for second Christmas, held together by willpower and ganache.
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Slow, like the world was on pause. Everyone else off celebrating while I hung out in the quiet of home.
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I found three opened bags of rice flour this week. So I built a pantry inventory app.
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