A Bad Day Gaming Is Better than a Good Day at Work

I took Monday as a mental health day and stayed home. The girls went to school. Mrs. Murid went to work. I had the house to myself.

I finished my taxes in about four hours, realizing yet again that being a disorganized procrastinator is not the most efficient approach to getting them done. I finished about 2, and then turned on the 360 and spent the next hour and a half with GoW and Rainbow Six Vegas. I finally killed General Raam on hardcore, racking up some achievement points. I played online with some French and British chaps, realizing yet again that not knowing the maps, standing around, and not being able to shoot for shit is not the best tactical approach. At least they boosted my rep up to five stars, which was very charitable of them in light of my impressive two kills, one down in 13 rounds.

The children came home. I made dinner. Mrs. M came home from work. We had an enjoyable family evening together.

What a difference a day makes.