It’s 9:18 a.m. and I’m sitting at my desk. My precious little girl is in someone else’s care, and I don’t see her until 6:30 p.m. tonight. How on earth will I be able to stand it?
In other news, my desk is very clean. I love the temp that was here in my place. And my company loved her so much that they’ve moved her to another admin spot for another three months.
The Grind begins…
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