The weather is 78 degrees and sunny in San Diego and my nose is pressed up against my cubicle window staring at the lucky bastards down below and praying that work gets canceled today. I should be outdoors right now wearing something sheer and drinking a spritzer.
Instead I’ll be confined to my desk all morning before I attend a work function where I’ll enviously watch people eat free steak as I nibble on lettuce. Then I get to pick up my beast of a dog from daycare before heading home to catch up on Gossip Girl and wallow in loneliness until the Husband’s return from class.
Do I sound depressed. Maybe a little. Sunny days do this to me.
At least I have Pinterest.