20 May 2010
Charleston Harbor, Charleston, S.C.
One more from Wednesday morning because I can. Gotta love tugboats.
I am supposed to be cleaning my house but I keep awarding myself breaks.
Work has been non-stop lately and my little brain is tired. Every time I look up there are three people waiting in line to talk to me. Every time I talk to someone, three other people leave messages on my machine. If I walk out of my office, three people say "We came to see you and YOU WEREN'T THERE." If I leave for the night, three people leave notes on my door and three envelopes under the door. I need three of me to keep up.