So, woke up this morning, was feeling pretty damn good. It's a friday, it's my payday, I got to sleep in and I had absolutely nothing to do all day. So, had house to myself, was blasting the new NIN album and poncing about in my underwear, when I noticed our 2 contractors we hired to do the back porch staring at me through the back window.
Needless to say I was not in a good mood for the rest of the day. Spent most of it up in my room with the door locked to be honest. . But I refuse to admit I was hiding. I was enjoying some well-deserved solitude. I was catching up on long neglected personal tasks. I was getting in touch with my inner Fangirl. And the best way to achieve all these goals is to be curled up in the fetal position, in my bed, with a blanket over my head, hugging Seth my teddy bear and wimpering like a wounded puppy.