Bad Day Gets Better

Saturday I woke up in rough shape: throbbing head, tired, the insides of my eyelids felt like they were lined with sandpaper. And I had to work. The beginning of a horrible day, right? Excellent day, actually! After work I got a second wind and caught up with Sarah and her friends for a tour of The Metropolitan Museum of Art, wine and dinner at a highly recommended restaurant, a play, and dessert. Sunday was more chill, but equally as enjoyable.

Thanks for coming out, Sarah, and for making it a great weekend. I’ll miss you!