Kiester

I was at work on Saturday until after 1am.

I returned to work six hours later. Less, actually.

I came home almost 9 hours after that, and fell asleep, much to the chagrin of T, who had just risen for the day. (Cut the man some slack--he finished work at 5am) So now I am awake. It's 2 am.

Two more girls at work have quit. There is talk of closing one of the restaurants.

Is it bad that I smile inside just thinking about it?

Hope you all had a Happy Easter.