Despite that fact, it was fairly warm this morning, and I left wearing a cheery orange t-shirt. As you can all see, I have regressed into stupidity yet again, as everyone knows how unpredictable the weather in Washington DC is, especially in the summertime. So, I made it into work, and my boss told me that I needed to make a little delivery to Alexandria. Now, I love doing deliveries for work. It give me a chance to get out of the office, and move around outside, get a little fresh air, a little exercise, have a little fun.
Deliveries also tend to take a large amount of time, which is very good.
So, I grabbed the papers, placed them carefully into my bag, and headed out to the metro. I pulled out my copy of Bridget Jones' Diary, the book that I'm currently reading and thoughtfully tossed into my pursed, settled down on the metro and read. As a side note, I can't help but read the book, and laugh, and wish that my journal were as fun an entertaining and Bridget Jones'. Of course, the fact that hers is fictional and mine is real has not escaped me. And yet, the thought definitely occurred to me.