Confession Session

Hey friends! It's Thursday for real (which is good because on Tuesday I swore it was Thursday...I think DST is getting to me!) and it's St. Patrick's Day. Are you wearing your green so that no one pinches you?

I'm linking up with Jess for some confessions this week!

I confess that....

.....whenever my gas light comes on and tells me the range I have left to drive, I start getting stressed, especially because it flashes at me the whole time I'm driving!

.....pretty morning skies make the morning drive so much happier and enjoyable. I'm not sure why, but lately, they've reminded me of my dad.

.....blog friends are the best!

.......my heart broke a little bit on Monday when I had to say good bye to my favorite little guy at work before he and his family move. He brought me a Tervis tumbler which I adore (and needed since I broke mine the day before). Gonna miss him so much!

.....I have a coworker who is incredibly sweet, super kind and friendly.....but she smells. Like, reeeeeeally bad. I'm not the only person who notices it, either. #P.U.

......I'm not planning on partaking in any St. Patty's day drinking tonight. At least not in the form of green beer. Perhaps Ill celebrate with some white wine instead :)

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.......yesterday morning I drove to the doctor for a blood draw. I left the house at 630 and left the doc's at 7. I made it about 5 minutes from work (after driving right past my house) before I realized that I forgot my work laptop at home. So, back I went, 20 minutes, and then another 20 minutes BACK to work. By the time I got there, I'd been in the car for 2 hours. Doh!

......when you live in a city where public transit is a big deal, and they decide to shut down the entire Metro system for 24+ hours, it wreaks havoc on traffic.  This is also not a good day to forget your laptop at home (ask me how I know this).

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.....my sweet work friends set up a Google doc for our coworkers to bring in little treats for me throughout the next few weeks, to help brighten my days. SUPER sweet! My assistant principal was supposed to bring me lunch yesterday and I was nervous she'd forget, so I brought leftovers, but in the morning she said she was getting me lunch, asked what I wanted (wrote it down), and asked what time I ate lunch and I said "12:30". Well, 1 pm rolls around and no lunch (I get 30 minutes for lunch). Three separate people track her down, she calls my room and asks me what I ordered, then tells me she didn't order what I asked for and I guess brought me whatever was leftover from what she ordered, which wasn't great. Sigh...I guess it's still the thought that counts, right? (Not trying to be ungrateful...it was just disappointing to wait that long, be starving, and then not get what you'd been dreaming of)

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What are you confessing this week?