lucky 13.
the one day i wear heels to work because "all i ever do is sit all day, right?" i end up standing, walking, and doing general manual labor all day. wonderful. my feet kill. i dealt with a shipment of 40 boxes, moving each one approximately 3 times each, and ran around like a chicken with my head cut off looking for stuff and organizing other stuff and planning for an event i am not attending tomorrow. not my favorite of days. i just have to keep chanting my new "get through my last few days of work" mantra...Chicago is soon...Chicago is soon...Chicago is soon...
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