Friday in numbers
1, the number of iced coffee I spilled in the floorboard of my truck this morning.
30, the number of minutes I was late to work this morning.
7, the number of days till I’m on vacation!
8, the number of days till I see my son!
3, number of years it’s been since I have hugged him.
0, the amount of fucks I will be giving today.
Another week in the hotel room.
I get to spend this week working in Naples, dodging all the gray hairs driving their Bentleys. I’ll be glad when they don’t need help down here anymore. But the extra money for working out of town is nice.