It's been a long week. I took Tuesday as a vacation day, but it was anything but a restful day. I had my birthday as I trudge ever closer to 50. Just imagine the regrets I'll have then. Oh, boy!
The transit strike is going to be a long one, I fear. The union rejected the "last, final offer" this afternoon by a wide margin. Both sides are digging in, and people who need to get around will have to make other arrangements. Meanwhile, gas keeps going up in price on a weekly basis. Double whammy, much?
After work this evening, we decided to get a bite before driving home. Can't afford to do that every day.
Got home this evening and a mere 2 hours later, I am going to turn in. Long week. Need my beauty coma.
See you tomorrow.