I just finished addressing New Year’s cards. I’m feeling rather accomplished!
Considering I didn’t get home until 4:30 this morning and had to take a shower after that (don’t ask), I’m quite proud of my productivity for the day!
Out to lunch, to the bank to make a deposit, a trip to the dog park, an attempt to find some awesome shoes for Vegas, a letter to my attorney, a quick berating at the rental office at my apartment (done by me), some cleaning, and the addressing of probably too many holiday cards equals up to a whole hell of a lot of stuff I got done!
I wasn’t going to go out tonight, but since I had to sit through the Chiefs horrible offensive output against the Colts, I think I owe to myself. How’s that for a completely absurd rationalization?