And welcome back to the week.
The week in which I have already managed to immersion blender a smoothie across most of my kitchen.
And also maybe onto my iPhone.
Which seems to be doing fine, in case you were wondering.
Personally, I’m wondering if I am ever going to know better.
The answer is, probably not.
I’m off to work today, on a lovely holiday designated to honor Presidents.
I’ll be honoring spreadsheets and conference planning.
You don’t get a day off for that one, though.
Last night’s Downton Abbey has basically left me in a deep, early-20th-century depression.
Please tell me that someone feels the same way.
When does Mad Men start again?
At the end of this sure-to-be-both-gray-and-cold February week, JD, Ky, and I are jetting off to West Palm Beach for the weekend.
Sometimes, the only cure for what ails you is lots of sun and a beach chair.
And a couple of cocktails and a few days of just doing nothing.
I am at least smart enough to know that, chickadees.
And with that, I am off to start this week (and maybe adjust my attitude, just a little).
Enjoy the sunshine, if you’ve got it.