Sunshine!

I got in to work super late yesterday (usually happens when Marc and I don't carpool), and I just walked through the lobby, holding my lunch, umbrella, purse, and a big mocha, and basically looking like a tired, unorganized mess, when I run into my boss, of all people. He doesn't even work in the same building I do, and of course, the one day I'm really late (and very obviously so), he happens to be right at the same place I am. And since this is literally the only time in which I've run into him on my way into work, he probably thinks I get in this late all the time.

After work I met up with Marc and Steve and Erin and the kids for dinner. I was dead tired, but the food helped. They're thinking of buying a house too, and may even move up to our area!

Anyways, I got in at a more reasonable time this morning. Would it have been too obvious to send an e-mail to my boss at 8 AM so that he'd know I don't get in at 9:30 all the time? The thought crossed my mind. Hehehe.