And just like that all my free time went up in a puff of smoke due to this freaking "word puzzle"
We had plans with Bruce and Nardo to go to dinner on a Saturday night a couple weeks ago. Bruce called me around four. I know! Bruce never calls. Which is exactly what he said when I picked up the phone, so color me gripped with anxiety. He said he had covid. Dinner plans canceled. Don't get me wrong, Tom and I still went out and had a lovely dinner at the Burmese place up the block. But I texted Bruce and Nardo to ask how their evening was going. Nardo said he had looked up a word puzzle to work on. A word puzzle? Not a digital word puzzle mind you, but old school analog. Like from a word puzzle workbook. Huh.... ok. Bait taken. What word puzzle, I asked. I should not have asked. Everybody including myself is well aware I lean OCD. A word puzzle for the insane. Are you kidding me with this word puzzle? Cutting to the chase, I solved it. I was literally up all night for maybe two days, but I solved the fucker. It was not a low carbon footprint endeavor. While muttering curse