I woke up this morning in a really foul mood, and when I realized it, sort of wondered why that would be. After I thought about it, my bad mood dried up and I went on about my morning, working and finishing laundry, so I dont have tons of crap everywhere when Casey comes. As I got out of my car at work, after a pleasant conversation with Nana & Papa, I realized that the last time my home and everywhere I went smelled like smoke and the last time everything I could see had a layer of ash on it was on September 11th and the following days in Bay Ridge. I think thats the cause of my bad mood this morning, and Im now all weirded out.
So yeah. Happy Friday, everybody!