Well, here I am. I didn’t sleep well, got up a couple of times, slept on the couch.
My stomach’s still wonky, but I’m good to go, according to yesterday. My stomach’s always wonky anyway, on account of the Miralax.
I have much less time than I thought I would. I got here at like 5:38, but I had to check my email. And then I’ve got to get in there and lock up my purse.
Sorry, friends. This post is shit. I’m not gonna sugarcoat. And now I have to go.
But I hope you have a great day, and a safe commute. Thanks for reading, and talk later.