Sleeping on the floor sucks. But it's ok, because it means my brother is visiting me! I'm teaching him calculus. As part of my efforts, I've installed him in my office. Clearly the ambient math will simply worm its way into his brain. Just being around mathematicians will make him insta-smart. It's fool-proof!
Visiting brothers are also productivity boosters. No one can say I don't work when he's around! And so naturally I work twice as much as usual to make up for perceived bad impressions (which mostly lurk inside my head . . . )
He's also a good excuse to indulge in things I usually make off-limits. A bunch of pastries and a giant bowl of hot chocolate at the fancy bakery? No problem! Anything for my dear younger sibling . . . (and me!)
Tonight, he will make me a pizza while I go off about my business. And hopefully not light my kitchen on fire. Or bury it in a blizzard of flour. Yeah . . . I'm a little scared. On the other hand, it'll be super yummy, 'cause he's a pizza pro.
And then maybe I'll get some sleep. 'Cause this whole sleeping on the floor thing is kinda rough!
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