The closest thing I have to a routine these days is clicking through job adverts, and then clicking through Facebook and reading blogs before lunch. All of this is fueled by the zombie-coffee Sarge makes for me before he heads to work. Depending on the mood I’m in/whether it’s a good hair day, he makes me two cups. I finish one and take the other into the bedroom or on the couch to read. Or I break out my green…
