The damn screen door is broken. I have to buy a new piston for it because my daughter opened it all the way to its maximum angle and set the lock on the piston rod. The piston cannot extend further. The lock will not budge. I guess I'm heading to the hardware store over lunch to get a new one because even WD40 and a series of increasingly desperate tool choices won't unstick it.

Got to work this morning and had to fill out e-cards for teammates. I actively hate doing this because my mom used to stand over me and scream every time I wrote the wrong thing in any letter, greeting card, or thank you note I ever wrote. As a result, I spend a lot of time overanalyzing and it takes over my brain until I've completed it.

One got married and I spent a long time convincing myself not to write "have fun together and never break two laws at the same time" or "don't go to bed angry and never argue with your clothes on." The other was an active impediment and left the team. I already had to say something nice about them at the meeting last week (effectively "remember when you weren't working on my project? that was awesome") and this feels unreasonable. I went with "have fun on your new adventure" because there are pleasing overtones of May You Live In Interesting Times in it.