month of thanks, day 21, time off

First of all, I don’t know what the fuck happened to yesterday. There I was, drinking my morning coffee, then everything exploded around me in a flurry of vendors and angry commercial tenants and poorly-designed web pages all intent to converge on me simultaneously.

Could you not?

Sweet mother of vacation this long weekend couldn’t be more appropriately timed.

After yesterday’s shenanigans I decided it would be prudent for me to elongate my weekend just a little more and only work a few hours today. The morning has resulted in a pumpkin-apple muffin a resident made (I’m still not entirely convinced these muffins of hers aren’t a little extra special) and a gratis coffee from the proprietor of the shop down the hall with so much caffeine pumped into it I’m preparing to vibrate straight through time.

I love the hell out of my job and the people surrounding me here, but holy shit it’s gonna be nice taking a breather.