By torem-di-torem on Skatehive
The cold, it seems, finally left us alone and April stopped showing off and became April, not a cold wet November. It's such a sky outside the window that you look at the screen of your working tablet and think - seriously? Everything is blue, the clouds are plump, the sun is already normal, the trees are about to turn really green, and I have to sit and work! Well, at least I'm at home today, working remotely. There are a lot of tasks, deadlines make scary faces. Everything is standard. Except for one thing - there's a garden outside the window, and he obviously wants me to leave it all and come. There are so many things to do there, my hands are itching, my head is already there, among the beds and flower beds. But no, I'm sitting, typing, pretending that everything is okay. But my 18 dogs are living their best life today and are not aware of my problems at all. Most of them fell apart on the couch as if it were their legal day off - however, they have a day off every day, so it's lo