So I’ve said on several occasions I adore my friends.
Thanksgiving is a legit day off for me – like, I’m not dipping into my vacation bank, I’m not working from home, I’m not banging in sick, legit. So I was hoping to sleep in.
Starting at 7am my phones rocking with Happy Thanksgiving texts.
Shouldn’t complain, right? It’s endearing that my friends text me in general, more so on the holidays. Especially when I’d rather stay home and eat paste then drive from house to house today.
But c’mon kids. At least give me till 8! Sigh.
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