I have to work a WHOLE day today- can you believe it?
I know! The inhumanity!
If you weep a little for me, that's o.k. -we all cry sometimes. I cry when I accidentally sleep in so late that I miss breakfast and have to go straight for lunch. That makes me sad.
If you feel the need, I accept sympathy cards- especially ones that have cash and/or gift cards in them.
This sucks- I had forgotten what most of you "employed" folks do all day. It seems my brain has reverted to it's "standby" mode where it focuses on monkeys, squirrels, my cats and what I'm going to drink for dinner.
Damn, Grandma always told me to marry for money instead of love.
I think that old gal was on to something...