Hello, sweet friends. As I enter my second week of 12-hour days at work, I have those Sunday blues. You know, the ones that start on Saturday night, as the thought pops into your head for the first time that weekend: "I have to go to work again."
Things that help me with this harsh reality: continued fantasies about my freelance career that will include travel to all my favorite places, drinking real lattes, getting cozy with my sweetie (This is how my new therapist refers to my bf: "Well, what does your sweetie think?" Love it.), eating slice after slice of the delicious cinnamon currant bread from the neighborhood French bakery.
So, things are going to be okay. In other news, I got this adorbs stationery set for Christmas, but as with all stationery I own, have angst over using it (not that I have written a letter in years). What do you do with your hoarded pileup of stationery?