Today, work p0wned me. It sucked.
I worked my ass off in the morning to little effect, went for a lunch with the intention to get a few odds n’ sods for Xmas goons, and failed at that as well. I was stuck in a staff meeting from immediately after lunch until 3pm.
When I got out, I had a message from our receptionist: security, it seems, had a package for me. So before my 3:30 meeting, I took the lift downstairs to pick up this mystery gift. And wouldn’t you know it? It was a beautiful mini Christmas tree, about six inches tall with a string of garland for me to decorate with, and a lovely note from my love.
And honey, you not only made my day, but you made my year. Just in the knick, too.
The epilogue to this story sucks. I was at work at 7am this morning. And I didn’t leave until 6pm this evening. And now? Now, I’m on beer numereau deux.
Merry December 18th!
