Half an hour until I have to leave for work. So, so, so tired of driving. I used to drive an average total of ten or twenty minutes a day on work days. Now...over two hours average total. That's a big leap for me.
I feel like I'm whining. I know I am lucky to have a good job and a car that runs. But I am also feeling weepy at the prospect of having to do that damn drive today, and tomorrow, and Friday. Thank goodness it's my weekend off.
I do not like the Winsor pilates Teaser. I do not. Ow. Fuck. Ow.
That's it for this morning. I'm not feeling the flow and I need to get ready for work. Hopefully when I come home I'll have more to tell you.
One last thing. I find it highly amusing that Blogger's spellcheck underlines "ow" but not "fuck". Well, I did spell fuck correctly.