My vacation is over.
It wasn’t so much a “vacation” as much as it was, don’t go to work for a week and a half. I was still busy piddling around and catching up on stuff I hadn’t been doing over the last several months.
And now it’s over.
Getting up this morning was BRUTAL. That alarm rang at 5:45am and I started to cry. Not just a little tear either. A full-blown, sobbing, bawling mess.
Maybe tomorrow is better…