Yesterday was fairly crappy at work, but Sundays seem to bring out the most inconsiderate in customers. I won't bore with details, but time all but stopped, and by 5 pm, the store was TRASHED. As if upon entering the store, people emptied their pockets of receipts, candy wrappers, etc, and intentionally moved stuff from one section to another to leave it there.
I digress. Bryan picked me up on his bike, we rode to Chipotle for dinner, came home, went to Target for envelopes (we, naturallly, came home with more than just that- found a cute skirt, if only I had the time for such frivolities!), bummed around on the internet for a bit once we returned and retired early! How's that for a run-on evening?
Now, I shall remove my ass from this chair, try to clean up our bedroom, laundry, etc, before returning to work and fighting for Thursday. Ugh. Can't wait to see my next paycheck.
Oh! And St Paddy's Day was EH. Hit a few places in Old Sacramento right after work, then HIKED to Old Tavern (mistake! WAY TOO CROWDED!). Next year, I vote we have a party at home. And then actually plan it, tell people about it, in hopes that ANYONE will show up. (We lose at "Party".)
I digress. Bryan picked me up on his bike, we rode to Chipotle for dinner, came home, went to Target for envelopes (we, naturallly, came home with more than just that- found a cute skirt, if only I had the time for such frivolities!), bummed around on the internet for a bit once we returned and retired early! How's that for a run-on evening?
Now, I shall remove my ass from this chair, try to clean up our bedroom, laundry, etc, before returning to work and fighting for Thursday. Ugh. Can't wait to see my next paycheck.
Oh! And St Paddy's Day was EH. Hit a few places in Old Sacramento right after work, then HIKED to Old Tavern (mistake! WAY TOO CROWDED!). Next year, I vote we have a party at home. And then actually plan it, tell people about it, in hopes that ANYONE will show up. (We lose at "Party".)