After last week, I had great plans for today. I was going to GET. SHIT. DONE.
What was I thinking?
Spending more than three hours in the car, driving people around, does not make it easy to GET. SHIT. DONE. unless the shit you have to do involves driving people around.
So I started work early and I’m ending work late and now that I’ve cleaned out my inbox of surprise emails and (mostly) finished the post that was due (hi Jenna!) I can get back to the real work-day to do list.
Or I could if the puppy would leave me alone.
I just keep reminding myself… it could be worse, it could be like LAST WEEK. And then I grab a piece of fruit (thanks KarenLynn!) and watch Johnny Mac Pippin for a few minutes. And laugh. All I can do is laugh.
BABY LAUGHS. How can you not laugh at baby laughs?
JMP has a fabulous chuckle.