I just want to say that I'm really proud of myself for getting out for my run tonight. I got home at 6:30, and I really didn't feel like running. But finally I made myself get dressed and go, and three minutes into it, I was so glad that I did. It doesn't hurt that it's 50 degrees outside. This is certainly high on the list of weird Decembers.
Tomorrow I'm heading down to New Albany (my parents are staying at my grandparents' house while their bath tub is being reglazed). I'll be solo this time--Mark's staying in town to attend Envisage's holiday party.
Tomorrow is PAYDAY. With the raise. I am unabashedly counting down the hours. =D