I did not want to come into work today. I don't know if it was the prospect of a truly horrendous commute (three traffic helicopters over our house because of an accident on the Parkway entrance ramp that would delay the express bus and flooding on the highway the local buses use), the fact that it's gray and rainy, or that I'm just totally stressed. Well, in a couple of weeks all this work nonsense will be over (well all except for the gnashing of the teeth because we didn't mail all 1250 budgeted issues).
I forgot to mention that we had to bring our Saturn VUE into the shop last night. It was over due for a service, but last Tuesday as Hubby and I were going out to dinner, we realized someone had knocked the driver's sideview mirror off. And didn't leave a note. Fortunately, the frame and motor were still attached, but the glass was gone. We have a driveway and a garage, but generally park one of the vehicles in the street (like most of neighbors) so we don't have to move them around when one of us goes out without Billy (we only have one car seat). Anyway, I had to drive out to pick up Hubby last night after he dropped off the VUE. I don't mind driving in the rain or at night, but I can't stand driving in rain in the dark. My depth perception gets all messed up. Tonight, we drive out to pick it up (the dealer is a good 40 minutes away on a very busy highway).
In other news, once Billy was in bed, I finished the sleeve. I was wrong yesterday, I only had 3 sets of increases left to complete. So, sleeve one is done and I immediately cast on for sleeve two. I've made some progress, see.
I've got other reasons to hate Wednesdays (most having to do with matinee-day tourists taking up space on already crowded evening rush buses), but I've moaned and groaned enough for one day.
* Thanks to Zits for the caption.