So much for raking, etc.
I find myself longing for the days of overtime pay. And less taxing work.
Don't get me wrong, I do like my job. This gripeyness will pass.
Charlie called me to explain something about deja vu. Brain hurts more now.
Tomorrow promises (threatens?) to be a Very Long Arduous Day at work again... thank heavens I told bossman that I won't be in 'til 9:30 or so.
Odd note: I found myself looking up, and sharing in comments, lists of artists who had covered songs by Joni Mitchell not once, but twice today.
I laugh at the thought of karaoke.
I'll do a load of laundry. Yes.
To the basement, batman!
