All day yesterday, I thought it was Thursday.
And today? It's actually Thursday, and I can't believe tomorrow is Friday already.
To say I have had a crazy week is an understatement.
Busy all day at work. Every day. Working through lunches.
Then, Monday & Tuesday nights, I brought work home. Working an extra 3-4ish hours each night.
Wednesday night I cleaned house like a crazy person. Floors, bathrooms, vacuuming, kitchen, the works.
And tonight: more work. Because I actually needed to be working last night instead of cleaning, but I just couldn't look at Emma footprints on the hard woods for one more minute.
Friday: I have some champagne in the wine cooler and a peach in the fridge - bellinis are calling my name.