12,710 Days Alive
200+ Envelopes Stuff and Stamped
3 Rows Left on DW’s Blanket (Still!)
1 Tired Me
I pulled an eleven hour day at work today. And that was with a therapy appointment while I was still working, too.
Therapy went…well? I mean, I was emotionally wrung out at the end of it and kinda felt like I needed a nap and an armful of chocolate. I had to call someone to chat and decompress.
I’m so tired I don’t even want to crochet. I just want to go to bed.
Work was good, if busy, and I’m glad I got to help fix the problem that we had.
It rained today, which was nice.
I think I’m going to head to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
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