I ended up working til about 9:00. Then I got my mom up & moving, washed my ass & headed out the door around 10:30. I got home around 4:00, made dinner for my mom & The Bitch (she
thankfully worked from home today), checked my mail real quick, went to the chiro (still bad, but better), grunted for
Ramster & now I'm
fundraising 
Problem is, those 6-7 hours of work I put in already seem like they were so long ago that it feels like I haven't done shit today
