Tonight is Valentine’s Day. I’m supposed to be spending a romantic, low-key night with my husband.
Instead, I smell slightly of vomit.
Tonight is Valentine’s Day. I’m supposed to be spending a romantic, low-key night with my husband.
Instead, I smell slightly of vomit.
Normally, around this time of the year, we are preparing ourselves for holiday joy overload. And in preparation for such exhaustion, we end up hitting autopilot for our personal endeavors. I normally clean my cube about once or twice a week, go to a few more festive occasions around the office and just totally fall off…