My family was gone to the cabin for the weekend, which left me home, and free to work on the finishing touches for our holiday sale that goes live at midnight.
Plus a few extra surprises, like this one.
I ordered myself a pizza on Friday night (just a medium, pepperoni and olives). And because I haven’t been shopping for food in awhile, our ox was in the mire and I ordered (gasp) another pizza tonight. Of course the same person delivered them both. Shame! I think there is a special class of hopelessness you have sunk to when you are ordering pizza two nights in the same week. Definitely getting myself to the grocery store tomorrow.