Monday rolled around again, like it always seems to do. Old Grump had to wake up before dawn and make the long, long drive to his job in Columbus, Georgia.
Fortunately for him things were fairly quite at work. He sits near some windows now; here is a pic of the view out the closest window:
Back at Venerable Watson's apartment, things are pretty much the same. Here is the living room, where Grump sleeps:
Last but not least, here is Venerable Watson himself sitting in his comfy chair in his bedroom, left hand making a vigorous gesture of some sort:
So life goes on in Columbus, as Grump continues to work in exile away from home. Someday this will end. As for when that will be, no one knows.