Firstly, I have been terrible about posting anything on here.
Secondly, My thanksgiving was great I had two fantastic dinners; what more could anyone ask for?
Lastly, I might just pull my hair out from anxiety. This week has been HORRID. Or maybe I’m horrid for not being caught up on all of the work that I should’ve been. Either way, I’m pressed for time…still. I would probably sell my soul to stop time for 12 hours at this point. How unfortunate that’s not an option Oh well, I’ll have to do it the old-fashioned way and rush through everything in a whirlwind. Hopefully that works. If it doesn’t, “hello Mrs. Less-than-three-point-five”…or three-point-oh. But that’s just because I’m feeling particularly defeated
I think that what I need right now is snow outside, a warm blanket, some ice-cream, and a really long Poirot mystery to take my mind off things.