2 conference calls, in one day, scheduled to be only 45 minutes each, ending up being waaaay longer than that.

Someone please shoot me.

Wait, don’t shoot me, at least not today, it’s Friday which means steak night, which means, liquid therapy.  Hangovers, be damned.

The brother in law leaves tomorrow so after steaks, we’re having a big bonfire party, to send him home.

Ooooh yes.  He will be traveling back to NC with a hangover.  But dammit, he’ll be grateful for the experience.

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