I got to work this morning and an email bomb had gone off in my inbox. Things that were supposed to happen in February are now happening next week. Cue the frantic scrambling for hotel reservations, meal reservation and room reservations.
Add this to me still learning the boss's job while she's out. Yes, I had to go and buy chocolate.
On top of this, at 10am, I and 20 other people went to a training. No instructor. I had to go back this afternoon.
But I sent out more money for the property taxes. I just need that refund from NewEgg to get here.
I'm supposed to be going out tonight, tomorrow and Saturday. Honestly, all I want is to stay home, drink wine and finish the first season of Downton Abbey. I'm beat! (and broke)