On a chilly day of Yesteryear, my friend Tracy and I explored the city on foot for hours on end. At the completion of our journey, we posted up at an urban, upscale eatery- ordered a couple adult beverages, noshed and caught-up on one another's lives while we sat next to the fire. It was the best day and made me realize the sheer beauty of a hours and hours with no professional requirements.
|Tracy and Me on the best day!|
Speaking of... 8 hours until freedom. 8 hours until I can respond to questions with 'totes' and 'kewl' and try to successfully drink water while laying down and lowering the cup to my face from between my knees-just all of the important things that you never have time for during the workweek. ;)
Happy (almost) weekend to you all!