Is it Friday yet? Minus answering phones, I'm completely caught up at work for when I go on vacation. It's going to be a long few days.

Random stuff: I went to Famous Footwear and bought some cute Steven Madden sandals. Hand over my card, she asked for ID. I go to pull it out, ah it's missing. She wouldn't let me get the shoes. I had no cash. Thank god DH was close by and had to pay for me.
Apparently, I never took my license out of my carry-on bag when I returned from NYC 2.5 weeks ago. I've been driving all over the place without my license. Oops.
Oh and damn you Target. Went in for A bathmat, as in ONE, that was all. Ended up with 2 bathmats, new shower curtain, new shower curtain liner, cordless steam cleaner, baskets for DH crap in the bathroom and a bunch of other crap. At one point I found myself walking down the travel size aisle and just started throwing shit in my basket.
Why does Target just suck you in like that? The good news is I only hit up Target a few times a year.
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