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*sunday morning seven*

  1. We got home late last night (after midnight) and so we slept in. Jackson didn’t wake up until almost 10 am, which is unheard of. 
  2. My right foot really, really hurts. I’m pretty sure it’s an arthritis thing. I guess I need to pull out the pain meds, because it doesn’t show signs of stopping anytime soon. *sigh*
  3. That makes it difficult to follow through with our original plan of going to the zoo. 
  4. So instead it will be a movie day. 
  5. Timehop reminded me that two years ago the bf and I were in Cancun. It was our first big vacation together. My ex sent me this nasty email (in an attempt to ruin said vacation), telling me that I was a terrible mother for introducing our child to the person I had been dating for well over a year (and various other reasons as well). I was so fucking pissed off that day. I’m very glad we have moved past all that drama. I’ve gotta say though, my tweets from that day are hilarious. 
  6. That also reminds me of the time, not long after our separation, that my friend sent me screenshots of a conversation the ex was having on Facebook with a mutual friend. (This was after he blocked me). The phrases: “evil fucking cunt” and “epic whore” were used to describe me in that thread. Oh the joys of divorce!!
  7. What a lovely trip down memory lane this turned out to be. Haha. Though it’s remarkable how unfazed I am by it all now. Time heals. Now it’s time for leftover pizza and Jurassic Park 3 with my favorite boy. 

working for the weekend

My Timehop for today is a Facebook status from three years ago which reads: The best part of today is that it can’t be worse than yesterday. Unfortunately, that didn’t end up being true. Fucking 2012. Ugh. I’ll be glad when 2012 “falls off” Timehop.

I did a happy dance earlier because my mini fridge was delivered. I will now have cold Diet Pepsi and beer in my office. What else do you really need in life?  The beer will be particularly useful, because my clients drive me to drink more than I care to admit.

It looks like it’s about to start pouring. I’m glad I enjoyed some outdoor time earlier. I sat on the front porch of the office and chatted with Kovar for a while. It was lovely.

My ex just dropped off our kid at my office, so the question now is: do I keep working or do I go home and get the weekend started?

The answer is obvious, I think.