My hair is somewhat unruly this morning.
And by somewhat I mean that I went to bed with it wet and now it looks like it was blended.
The good news: work for the morning was cancelled. So I really don't have to dress up at all.
Instead I'm grabbing a hat and my new favorite motorcycle jacket-style sweatshirt, and then I'm off to run errands with my grandparents.
Don't think that's an easy task though.
It's one of the most exhausting things I can think of. (Not counting running a marathon.)
The weekend has arrived early, in the form of a rainy, misty hovering fog that isn't supposed to leave anytime soon.
So padre and I will just fall farther behind on the mowing. And there's nothing we can do about it.