Man today was a weird day. Not interesting weird. But weird.

For starters—as per usual—I overslept. Good job, Claire.

Once at work, the place was a ghost town. Half the office was on vacation and the majority of our clients were as well. Plus the weather was hinky. Like a gloomy grumpy hinky. Plus, with Christmas over I think people are kind of coming off a Christmas high.

So it was sorta a watered-down day.

But I got to hang out with Heathrow. The one work highlight I still have.

At least it’s a short week, right?

There’s something about Monday nights for me. The workday is over, the week is underway… Friday inches closer. So I would have to say my two favorite days are Monday night and Friday night. I feel whole somehow.