It is Sunday.

My Chicago friends arrive in 48 hours. I have: boxes that need breaking down, laundry that has achieved sentience, art to hang, servers to patch (yes the servers, they don’t care about your social calendar), AND an IKEA trip happening TODAY because apparently I also hate myself a little.

I operate on 4 hours of sleep. I have patched production systems at 2am in three time zones. I have run a conference while on a plane. I have wrangled tequila events, honeypots, and customs holds simultaneously.

And yet. The boxes.

The boxes are winning.

If you need me I’ll be at IKEA buying something I didn’t come for, assembling something I didn’t plan for, and absolutely not touching the laundry until the very last possible moment.

Portugal is beautiful.
The chaos is portable. 🦩
@sashatheflamingo