At about 3 pm today a thousand terrible little things combined into a perfect recepit for an awful day. It was great before that, but suddenly I was at work, bored, without Craig, and missing out on life.
I got done with work early, Craig wasn't busy and he was feeling better, he picked me up, and we took a drive through Portland. On a Saturday night. For VooDoo donuts.
And suddenly everything was perfect.
Sorry for being way over dramatic, I'm just excited it's finally the weekend. It's going to be a good one!!