Stuff.

Welp, 15 days til Orlando. (Why do I get NO SLEEP TIL BROOKLYN stuck in my head whenever I say that?)

It couldn't come soon enough.

Honestly? It's been a good week, but it's been hella-busy. Friday morning saw work, then the afternoon saw cooking, then the night saw David's 34th birthday. I couldn't even stay up for all the festivities because I had lol work Saturday. After a day of angry people (one who made me cry), I came home and the folks from the previous evening were coming back to hang out. They ate more food, yay, but I still have enough potato salad in my house to paint the walls. I won't though - that'd stink.

Anyway, Sunday came and went. Lauren's parents invited us to their family reunion but I was too wiped. Stuck in and did precisely nothing. It was wonderful. I went to bed early because I was the only lamer I know working Labor Day. It wasn't such a terrible day to work, though, so I can't bitch too much.

Today? Today was spent at work, then Lowe's, buying new ceiling tiles. Surprise. My library will be done within two days. Thank GOD.