Gosh, I’m sorry about Shawn! Jake is upset about the absence of the chair. He tore up a couple of pages in the sunroom, and then curled up on top of the printer! It looks like Bill got a longer cord, because he can still plug in his laptop. Drat.
I’m about to leave for choir practice, and I need to find all the people who are going to the Eagle project and get them on the road.
Tell Bill the need for a longer cord was a hint...computers aren’t wanted at the table. Ever.
Of course, with his mindset, that will be like talking to a stone. “Who? You don’t mean ME, do you? Your Golden Son?”
Have fun at choir practice!