Somehow I feel like a Mole. In writing that my flu addled brain added Whack-A-Mole and Like a Virgin. Both of which I am not. Maybe whacked, but that is beside the point. I have not ventured very far from either the couch or my bed for a couple of days and honestly have no desire to, hence the mole reference. Because it is super cold only compounds that decision. It will be 50 tomorrow so I have hope.
When I woke up this morning it became obvious very quickly that work would not be a happening thing, not much of anything else. Nada.
I did however complete a very, very important task 4 minutes after it was possible to do so.
After all, a girl DOES have her priorities!
Woohoo! So exciting!! When do you find out if you're going?
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