I am sitting in the waiting room at the Swedish Cancer Institute, waiting for my turn for a blood draw. The waiting room furniture is lovely and only about 20% of it is being used. I REALLY want the couch in the corner. It would solve my office furnishing problems.

I wonder if I can make friends with the facilities manager? The security guard on the first floor is always friendly to me. Maybe he can get me connections.

Yes, this is what my life has come to. I am fantasizing about obtaining office furniture. And I’m such a stand up citizen that my fantasy doesn’t even involve stealing. The sketchiest thing about my plan is that it involves schmoozing.

On the bright side, after I get done here I’m going for a walk in the glorious sun shine. All of the mountains are visible and the flowers are blooming.