I am currently at AA's house and he has passed out after some pizza and two hours of Project Runway. This is a change. I normally pass out early in the eve and he gets to watch me sleep. I will try not to draw on his face with marker as he has nicely never done that to me.
I have been moping around for the past month being sad and today I decided to get my shit together and stop that. It is probably post-visit to MT, post-RF moving, pre-birthday blues. And really there is no reason to be so Bluesy McGee about things. So I'm pulling my self up by my boot straps and getting on with my fabulous life.
Work is still work. I do love my job and I usually only have "I wish I was any where but here" moments when we are at our busiest and when more than one person has called out on the same day. But for the most part, it makes me laugh, keeps my running and makes me smarter.
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