I came home last night to an envelope tucked under my door. It contained a security form and a mug shot of my brother in law Mike. I got a good laugh at that one. He has been using my Apartment to study. He can’t find a quiet place without distractions at his place so he drives over and studies sometimes when I am at work. I don’t care, but the security people always give him a hard time when he goes into my building. I always call ahead but they forget. He is filling out this form so he can come and go when he wants. He already has a key, so why not. I tell him to just say he is me. Those security people are not that bright.
Mike is calling my place his Office. He told my sister he was “going to the office” thursday, and she didn’t even realize what he meant until later. For some weird reason he left me Dunkin Donuts munchkins for breakfast this morning. I am trying to explain that as long as he doesn’t trash my place, I don’t need anything in return. But he likes to get stuff, so what the hell. I just have to remember that he may come over and clean up a bit every morning. He say’s my place is cleaner than his, but I like to not have a mess when company comes over. Or at least confine it to the bedroom.