Today was a good day. Work is starting to roll back at a semi-normal clip and it’s nice to get back in the swing of things. I’m starting to look forward to summer — a time when I can concentrate on projects I don’t have time for now.
I wish I’d made coffee earlier. It seems dumb to get up and make a pot just to drink one cup before bed. I’m such a dork.
I didn’t get shelves hung last night. The drill I borrowed from Mom wasn’t powerful enough to get through the shelves and I stripped a screw. This frustrated me so bad, I started to cry. What a girl, right? Well, turns out it really wasn’t about the shelves at all but a combination of being over-tired, the trial AND my general feelings of total inadequacy about construction projects.
Dang it, my throat is itchy!
I’m going to bed. It’s 10pm. Must sleep.
You are part of the Rebel Alliance and a traitor. Take her away!