It has been a little crazy at work this week. Now awful, just things that have my name associated with them being escalated to levels of international crisis (I'm barely exaggerating about this). I did have a nice night with the Oil Baron last night, so that was a treat. And my work happy hour happens tomorrow night--if I can get away from the office before it's over.
I'm just exhausted and want to be wrapped up in someone's arms till I fall asleep. Or have a REALLY good distraction, then fall asleep.
Either way, I'm falling asleep--just by myself. Unless you count Pup, the Snuggle Master.
I have a homework assignment from Goofball, an overpopulated fridge and last night's (and this morning's) dishes waiting for me. But to quote Scarlet O'Hara, I'll worry about it tomorrow.