Dang

I worked like mad all day. I ended up going to a meeting to talk to the group about some information they need for next week and though I was done within 5 minutes, it took about 2 hours of my day getting ready for it and doing a follow-up memo!

I was derailed.

Still, it was a good day. And though I only worked 8 hours, it was 8 hours straight w/no break. I was so ready to leave at 5! I did leave, but it's been 3 hours and I still don't feel relaxed. The husband is still miserable w/his allergies. It's hard for me to relax when I know he's hating it. Goddamned allergies. Honestly. We need to move near an ocean somewhere, because he never suffers when we're at the beach. San Francisco, Newport, Laguna, Cancun, even the f'ing east coast. Except the east coast is under water right now. I pick San Diego. Or Newport. I would totally live in Newport. I need to start making a 5-year plan here!

But I'd have to get my employer to open an office down there. I might be able to do that. Hmmm . . . wheels turning. Maybe I could do that!