Thank God for small favours, like keys and paper towels.
I checked my bag after getting to work and found out I forgot my badge. We have key cards that allow access to certain floors and in certain doors. The door I have to go through to get to my desk is one of those. Thankfully, I had my keys. Those are needed to unlock the bike so I can pedal to work.
Unfortunately, without my key card I cant get to the womens shower. But, there is a bathroom with outlets on my floor. The kitchen has lots of paper towels. Fully equipped, I managed to make coffee and fix my hair. No, there was no coffee in the bathroom although it might be a good experiment.
And, it’s official. I’m going to the great state of Iowa in October. Dad’s 60th birthday is the 24th. Five days of crazy making. My parents bicker a lot on their own. When my brother gets involved he ramps the two of them up and between the 3 of them it’s a bit like “Itchy and Scratchy”. Hawkeye is going to loan me his french press and electric kettle. Yea! Real coffee. And, if I need it, I can call and he’ll come, in his Ford Bronco with skull details, and rescue me. Yea for that too. Dad’s getting two pairs of socks and Great-Grandma’s German Chocolate cake. For all their bickering (last Thanksgiving they were bickering over the phone about gravy) they’re looking forward to the visit. Dad really wants to take me for a trip on his motorcycle.