A trip to 15

I got my normal case of late afternoon doldrums, that period of time when I cannot seem to function, to work, to progress on any of my assigned tasks.

To 15 I went, land of free Keurig (spelling optional) coffee, individually brewed to my at-the-moment mediocre standards. With one sweetnlow and about two tablespoons of 1 percent milk. I am hoping that I will get enough energy in the next 5 minutes to go and file my second Analysis of Fed Tax (monster that it is), and get my work laid out for tomorrow.

And I am working Saturday. My beautiful Saturday, full of floors of lawyer's offices and unhappy files looking for their homes.

Give me my filing, please!

P.S. Working out yesterday resulted in very sore arms today. That probably isn't helping as most of these books are close to an equivalent weight (given their awkwardness) to a bicep curl. Very exciting, non?

P.P.S. Hat restarted after ripping out 28+ rows. Stupid dropped stitch, how I hate ye. Must pack crochet hook for those pesky problems.