BIRTHDAY BOY AND A HARD DAY

My my Mr Kashi's 4th birthday today. I was supposed to get up early and go for a run with him... just the two of us. But I stayed up till 1 am organizing the laundry room and then slept in till 7:20 at which point I realized I had less than 60 minutes to get up/showered/dressed and to my first appointment for the day. Sorry Kash. I promise you a play date with your girlfriend Cricket tonight. It will be fun. And a field trip to morrow. Promise.

Yesterday was a downright crappy day. Work was horrible, I was the victim of office gossip due to miscommunication and I was not allowed the opportunity to rectify the situation. Double stupid. And I came home and unloaded on Rita. Poor woman had to hear me cry over spilled milk. So I took it upon myself to take a pitty nap. And when I woke up I had a gift on my door. She's the sweetest. This super cute gift and a little chocolate went a long way for me. I turned the day around and quit feeling sorry for myself. And the stress was  a good trigger for me to get some much needed organizing done anyway.
Thanks Rita!

Happy Tax Day.