It’s been a day.

Between pouring half a shaker of salt on my egg, spilling my very large glass of ice water on myself first thing this morning, taking a bite of a really gross apple that must have been coated in invisible spray paint or something similar, and losing internet which powers my work day, it’s been a day.

But I am grateful for these little things, because if that’s all that makes it a day, I can laugh.

Besides, the ending to my day will be seeing my Dad and my dog. What better way to end a week.