I’m spent. Seriously, 100% exhausted. So much, in fact, I’m thinking about picking up a drug or alcohol “habit” so I can take a vacation at The Betty. I kid, I kid… mostly.
I started a new job recently and it’s a bigger challenge than I thought it would be, which is not a bad thing, just exhausting. However, once I get settled I’m sure there will be many entertaining tidbits. For example, riding in the elevator with the wonky-eyed guy and working with a child who enjoys chicken. And pot pies.
But until then, I’m going to bed. Or hitting the bottle.