|Please just ignore my hair in these pictures. I don't know what it's trying to do!|
Yesterday started off as a normal Thursday. I woke up bright and early, ate breakfast, and scurried off to work as usual. However, after being at work for about two hours, the strangest thing happened.
I ran out of work to do.
My desk was completely empty. All of my tasks for the day were finished. None of the other girls in the office had work to pass off to me. There was literally nothing for me to do there. Not a single dang thing. Let me assure you, it was a weird feeling.
What does one do when there's nothing to do at work? Apparently, one goes home, and comes back to work after the long weekend. So, I'm having an extra long long weekend. Actually, it's an extra extra long long weekend. I had booked today off months ago, making it an extra long long weekend. And with most of yesterday off as well, it's an extra extra long long weekend. Get it? (Okay, crazy, you reply.)
What exactly does one do when one is home alone on a Thursday afternoon? One cleans like crazy. And buys groceries. And has lunch with a good looking gentleman (who she happens to be married to). And naturally, one takes a million photos of her dog. Because seriously, how could I (ahem, one) not?
His selfie face in this picture cracks me up way more than it probably should. Like, enough that I'm sharing it, even though it's a much less than flattering picture of me. The doodle makes it worth sharing anyway. Seriously, he looks so dignified! I might be tempted to change his name to Professor Maxamillion Doodlestien. Or, you know, at least buy him one of those bow tie collars.
Oh doodle, you bring me so much joy.