Today.  My sinus headache I’ve had since yesterday morning turned into a migraine at work.  I looked like a one-eyed pirate because I felt like my eyeball was going to explode out of its socket and splatter on my computer screen.  Today.  I had a little chat with my STD vendor. (Ummm,  ahh hem, my save the date vendor.)  There’s a huge space between the second 09 in the date.  It’ll cost me $70 to have them reprinted.  Grr to them and grr to me for not carefully reviewing the 800th proof.  But, come on, spacing should be the vendors issue, right?  Right now. My head still hurts and I’d like to ram it into the wall.

But, despite my turd-ish day.  I’m happy.  Spring starts tomorrow. 

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