Crawling into bed after the longest week. My legs are dying from my run and leg day, my body is tense from the “get it done” adrenaline, and my to do list has dwindled down to a final editing task that I’ll bang out on Sunday night. So there I have it. Fully packed, editing completed and still two full days before I make my escape. Is this what adulting looks like? Gold stars for me. I’m making breakfast for my girlfriends and a final wedding to be shot tomorrow. My eyes can hardly stay open..
