*Note: this may well be the most evasive Monday check in ever, but that’s just how I be these days. Here goes:
Obsessing over real estate.
Working on buttoning things up.
Thinking about what I’ll be doing next Wednesday, at around noon.
Anticipating Thursday, when another mom friend and I are going to play hooky and blow off some pent up steam.
Drinking nothing at the moment. I wish I was.
Wishing for disgustingly greasy food. Poutine or pizza or some other “P” food.