Who Says You Can't Go Home?

No one, because that's where I'm going!

I'm having one of those "my head feels like it's going to explode each time I open my eyes" kind of days, and while I acknowledge I am not fall down, fever sick, I do feel that opening your eyes is rather essential in the world of work. Therefore, I am going home at noon. See? I'm hanging in until noon even!

I woke up cold, sore throat, and with the exploding head thing and thought is this just because I slept with my window open and will I shake it off by the time I head out the door? See, this happens too. I breathe in all that cool, fresh air and wake up with all kinds of yuck going on but by the time I brush my teeth, get dressed, take dogs in and out and in and out and in and out, I'm good again and can skip off to my oh-so-fulfilling workday. I still did all those things this morning (and picked up dog poop from the bedroom...stupid Nick) and more so trudged out the door thinking, I am SO coming home at noon.

So here's to trying to nap with 1 crazy non-stop-fetch-playing puppy and 1 cranky, growly, must-be-touching-you-at-all-times dog. We'll see how that goes!

erin