It was difficult starting out to work this morning. To quote a movie title geared toward the Gen Xers (when we were young), Reality Bites! But I have a job, and I don't dread it, so I am glad for it. That said, if this little yellow slip of paper with 6 random numbers align themselves just so, and I should find myself $67 million richer, I would quit in a hot minute. It's nice to dream.
The tree is up, it's not decorated, but it's up. I am trying to get the Boy to finalize his birthday plans for Saturday. I cannot believe my baby is going to be 17.
well I have to shoo a cat out of the lower branches of the Christmas tree. Have a good afternoon and evening