WORK FINALLY HAPPENED.
After a week of excessive lolling, my sleep schedule is MESSED UP. I was so tired, and so cranky, especially when dealing with a particular coworker (not The Farter this time, though - thank goodness). The bookstore itself seemed to be struggling as well, as equipment (printers, refrigerators, hot water dispenser, you name it) was either broken or in the process of breaking.
After work: Came home, ate Blind Onion pizza for lunch, crashed in bed. Woke up in the mood to go somewhere. Thought about sushi at the mall, decided to take local transit since Hubby and R were in Olympia, walked outside and found the street to STILL be icy, slippery and impassable. Dad burn it, can we just thaw out already?
B happened to be waiting for a ride from Juniper, and when she and her mom arrived, I was outside in the driveway, contemplating my next move. They saw me and all but scooped me into their car, and offered a ride to the mall. Absolutely.
So off we went, and I was able to eat sushi.
stole Hubby's ginormous jacket
Afterward, I sat in a lounge area, charged my usually-almost-dead phone, and read Jane Eyre. (St John is such a zealous, controlling little jerk. Gross.) Hubby and R swung by on their way back into town and picked me up.
I'm glad I rolled myself off the bed and got busy tonight - I had fun.