Just to prove that I’m not some sort of insane optimist who watches the ceiling of her life crumble around her with nary a comment, let me tell you what did NOT make it to The Besst from Yesterday:

– the 7 a.m. meeting (zzzzzzzz)

– the incessant construction shaking my office (yes, shaking)

– the fact that it sounded all the world like a flatulent elephant was sitting next to me, thanks to the miracle of power tools

– pretty much most of yesterday.

On the up side, which is why this feature exists:

– I played Civ Rev all night, as I had the house to myself

– the part that you absolutely cannot tell my husband: I got my Braava! I am such a gadget hound, and I could not resist getting this little baby, which will now damp mop my floors while I play Civ Rev. I’m pretty sure I could park a flatulent elephant in the house without him noticing, so I’m thinking I can sneak this past him. It’s pretty quiet.

What is the Besst project? 

And why is it called Besst?

© E. Stocking Evans 2014