I got through three and a half drawers today. yay me.
Somehow, though, I have come to passionately hate filing.
I had Hope with me for the afternoon, Thomas had an appt. She behaved pretty well, but she wouldn’t keep her shoes on. I warned her several times, then she lost our after-work planned adventure. Which was to register her at the Boys and Girls Club so I wouldn’t have to deal with her all day tomorrow when I still have to work but Thomas isn’t available.
Ah well. A lovely day of boredom at my work may get her to decide to listen so she doesn’t lose out on things. Hey, something has to work eventually, right?
Right???