It's almost 5 pm and I am just hitting the Happy Chair with a vat of ice water, the TeeVee remote, and my stitching. I spent the day in a meeting that required me to listen to a room full of very very smart people, and I left it with a splitting headache and the sad realization that I am the living embodiment of the phrase "Every village needs an idiot".
I could have been a contender....although for what, exactly, I'm not entirely sure.
So thank you, dear friends, for a safe place to land once again. It's nice to know that all it takes for me to feel semi-human again is a threaded needle and some stitchy peeps for company!
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go read a cross stitch chart and feel like a freaking rock star.