was supposed to be my alone-time night. I was going to take a long shower
, make some hot chocolate
, plug in the Christmas tree lights
, and snuggle on the couch
with the rest of my book to keep me company.
, I get called to an emergency 8 p.m. meeting
where we discuss the politics
of our company and our situation. No
Christmas lights, no
hot chocolate, and no
alone time. Now it's late
and I'm going to have to put off discovering what lies ahead in the next chapter
until tomorrow night.
I don't mean to leave such a short writeup ... it's just been one of those days