I mean, it's not unusual that I don't want to be at work, but it's harder this week. Sitting here @ my desk is torture. It's making my butt and back hurt and I'm drinking a cup of coffee @ 3:00 p.m. because I can hardly stay focused on anything. And it doesn't help that it is faux-fall outside. I've got autumn foods on the brain. Casseroles. Soups. T.o.r.t.u.r.e.
And it's difficult to not let my mind wander to a house we may one day own. I already know what I'm going to make for the dinner I'm inviting you to. There'll be table linens & fresh baked bread.
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