We returned home from Charleston last night after the longest day in history, passed out cold at 8:15pm, awoke to Wito shrieking at 4am this morning and continued to deal with the shriek until his doctor’s appointment when the poor guy was diagnosed with a double ear infection. (Boo you, double ear infection. BOO YOU.)
I haven’t unpacked, I haven’t finished this week’s Brita post that is due RIGHT NOW, my eyes are burning from the whopping total of 9 hours sleep I received during the entire trip, and my throat is mildly scratchy.
(Charleston, I will love you forever. Especially your shrimp grits, pecan-crusted chicken breast, fried okra, mashed potatoes, sweetened tea and pralines. All thanks to your perfect recommendations. You were not kidding about Hominy Grill and Jestine’s, people.)
So! Today has CLEARLY not been the best start to the week that just so happens to include my 4th wedding anniversary AND the birthday that will catapult me into the “mid-thirties” category, but hey, I’m rolling with it.
What’s that you say? Is there anything you can do? Why, YES! There is.
Don’t forget to vote tomorrow. VOTE VOTE VOTE.
And after you vote, please send me some vodka, this sweater and a live-in nurse.