you know what sucks?
cracked fingertips so sore it makes every little task an ordeal
some bastard driving into the back of your van and not leaving even a note
overlockers and sewing machines
on the brighter side, the dux does great nachos and i have plenty of lovely workmates to enjoy a friday evening ginger tom with.
and tomorrow, though a long day at work, is the last day of my week and then i get to breeeathe. yay!
yup, the good still outweighs the bad.