On Monday the company I work for finally moved in with its share owner since 2006. The plan was to move in with them in December last year, but everything was postponed because the construction work on our floor took a while longer than planned to finish.
Now the first and second floor of the building (we’re on the third and fourth floor) are being renovated and it’s a hassle to find a place to park my bike and by bike I mean “bicycle”, so you wouldn’t really think that it could be a problem. But it is. I can’t use the main entrance because of the renovation work, so I have to enter through the back of the building, then carry my bike to the third floor, walk across the entire third floor, carry my bike up the main stairs to the fifth floor, lock it to the railing and walk back down to the fourth floor to my desk. On our previous office location I parked in the basement parking garage and took the elevator to the ninth floor. Convenient.
You can probably imagine how much fun it was on Tuesday when I was getting the good old flu.