2.5 hours done. 3.5 hours of dayjob to go. Then baking and freelancing work. Thank goodness for my toys. Ahem. The ones *behind* me.
Seriously glad I have the rule of no caffeine until later in the double digits. “Mmmm, mom, this is good. Can I have another sip?”
Dear body, for having the fourth migraine in two weeks, you are having an exceptionally good hair day.
I took this photo for two reasons: 1. It’s cool and dusk and neato. B. It looks like an angry face of something/dragon/draugr/skelly.