I have to admit, physically I am less ready than I was at the beginning of March, and I’ll pay for that. But I will walk myself back into shape.
Not a lot to report tonight… After all, Dad, Tom, and I died in a secret Russian nuclear bunker tonight, after we failed to Escape the Room. Ghosts can still enjoy ice cream though; we are proof of that. 🙂 We had a lot of fun, though we all were left with the burning question, “How did we miss the briefcase?”
Tomorrow is my last day at work. I’m glad we did stuff outside the house tonight, it kept me from getting sentimental/moody/panicky. Maybe it just delayed it, but anyway, I’m glad it did.