I'm having one of those days where it feels like I just put an ENTIRE week into a mere 8-hour day.
And that sucks.
Then I had a second round with my evening meeting.
That, too, sucks.
But now it's almost 11 pm and I'm sitting in my dark bedroom, cozy in my warm bed, thinking about the girl scout cookies that are in the kitchen cabinet, the second one to the left of sink.
Anyone want to get them for me?