I had to go to court for my CASA babies this morning, which means I stayed up late last night finishing my court report, got up early this morning to shower and dress for
Court (I rarely shower in the morning and I usually wear jeans and a v-neck tshirt to work), then hustled in to get to work 45 minutes late, and paid $27 to park my car downtown for the day.
Work was busy all day (as usual) and I ended up having to stay 3 hours later than usual at work to get a FOURTH draft of a judgment of dissolution of marriage/joint parenting agreement out the door (which totally didn't bother me because I get paid hourly, am learning lots, and have nothing better to do).
Then I came home to 5 of my nearest and dearest friends, put on my fuzzy pink bathrobe, and we watched a couple of episodes of Hoarders while drinking wine.
(then I spilled red wine on my fuzzy pink bathrobe and laughed at what a hot mess I am)(sidenote: reason number gazillion why I don't usually drink red wine)
And as I lay here typing this before I go to bed?
All I can think is "it was a pretty good day."