I worked from home today. So thankful for a job that allows me that flexibility. It makes juggling the whole wife/nurse/journalist thing much easier. When I think about how God led me to this job at this perfect point in time in my life, I am so thankful, I could cry. But I do that enough, so I'm going to stop myself.
Guess what that means? NO ONE came to my house this morning to get my husband up, to the bathroom, dressed and ready for the day. That's right. It was all me :) And, while it isn't an activity I particularly enjoy... it was nice to do it today, together. Thankfully everything went well. And it was re-confirmed that nobody does it better than ME! Haha, I like nothing better than being the best at something, can you tell? :)
I covered Congressman Charlie Rangel's ethics trial thanks to the internet and CSpan, and I got some stuff done around la casa.
I cleaned. Love a freshly cleaned house, don't you? I do not understand how anyone can possibly not like cleaning. It's such a perfect exercise in instant gratification! Counter is dirty. Spray something that smells good, wipe it off, and it is instantly clean and smells nice. This is a good thing.
My view as I worked today. Splendid.
My co-workers today. Note: Princess DOES have a face. She's going to the groomer Saturday.
Anyone know what this means???
Happy Monday, y'all.
Update: The answer.
Bread, babyyy. Cinnamon sugar bread and a loaf of white bread. Deeee-licious.