*P.S. I hear the Jazz lost. I wasn't expecting anything different but it still hurts.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
I need to complain for just a moment.
I'm tired. Like, really tired. It was a very long day at work. Yet, a very productive day. One of those days where you feel really great about your job and all the hard work you put into it. We had a big open house after 'work' for a bunch of hygienists so I didn't get home till after 10. Whew. My mom has the flu so I came home to a sink full of dirty dishes and a room full of dirty clothes. I seriously just wanted to crawl in to bed and end the day. But, being the OCD individual I am, I did the dishes, the laundry and even put my little sister's lunch $ in a baggy with a cute note. Ok, now comes the complaining (you thought that happened already) during this whole ordeal my sister who is next in line and shall remain nameless was out 'hanging' on a school night. (That may have been a run on sentence.) This is rather unluxury. Step up to the plate. Now, I really do need to go to sleep. I've got to be up in 4 1/2 hours. I hope your day was a little more luxurious than mine.
Posted by Danielle at 11:52 PM