Jan 18, 2008 15:33
Wish I weren't somewhere between a spaz and a screwup on my days off; I could conceivably get a lot done, even if rest was the thing I was "getting done." No more tears for you, spilt milk.
Forgot to actually put the outgoing mail in the mailbox yesterday, so I'm on a detour to the U District to fix it. It's a good break from staying holed up at home all day, but still a bit of a pain in the tuchis. Glad to be mostly well, though.
work,
life,
seattle