I dropped some mail in the post office box on my way to work today and couldn't help but notice all of the salt packets on top. Perhaps Rufus, the local bum who hangs around the office, had some extras and thought he would share with people astute enough to notice?
I am utterly and completely exhausted. I have had an event of some sort every night this week, and it is taking its toll. Monday was soccer, Tuesday was dinner with friends, Wednesday was a late night hockey game, and today was working at the Fruit Box. While I don't regret any of it, and I actually enjoyed most of them, I am one tired and cranky girl!