Life is wearing me down these days. My job is hard work. In a lifetime of holding jobs that were far too easy for me, I am not used to having to work so hard for my pay. It turns my stomach in knots and makes my eyes almost unmanageably heavy.
Thankfully, Billy reminded me (though I don’t remember the first time he told me this) that his wedding gift to me was a spa treatment at Pure. So I think that I will be getting my weary ass over there this weekend for some kind of rejuvenating treatment. And maybe yoga. Something’s gotta get me out of this slump.