Today I have to be at work late, so I'm not going in until 3. This morning I've done laundry, taken the dog (and myself) on a much needed walk, vacuumed the downstairs, and had breakfast (twice).
It's not that I don't want to work (well, it partly is), I just don't want to have to go to my job. Well, that's not even all the way true. I sometimes enjoy going to my job.... I just don't enjoy the work, so much.
I haven't even had the tv on today, so it's not like I want to stay home and watch tv all day. I just want to stay home, clean up, work on projects like a baby nursery and my 2010 photo album, and open the windows and enjoy fresh air. And hang out with my almost-6-year-old pup. And wait to feel some baby kicks.
So I will do these things until 3pm, at which time I will pack up my crap and go to work. Till midnight. Happy Wednesday.
There's only 2 more work days after today. And 4 more days till the LOST series finale (tear). And only 3 more days till my birthday. And 23 days until we find out if I'm incubating a boy or a girl. And 25 days until the Knowing Party, in which we share the boy/girl news with our parents and siblings!!!!!
But I would settle for it just being Friday. Because the work week is really starting to wear on me.
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