It was an anticlimactic Valentine’s Day. I worked all day in a short-staffed, overtaxed emergency room. It was just plain awful.
The highlight of my day was tearing into the bags of assorted chocolate bars Hubby gave me as soon as I got home. Tomorrow, since we all have the day off, Hubby, Bubba and I are planning to do something fun together.
Right now, my feet ache, my legs are tingly, my hips are sore, and there’s not a living lucid thought in my head.