Back to reality...

Far be it for me to start a new year off with a complaint but I will. I have to go back to work tomorrow. Ugh. I've been off for almost two weeks now and, honestly, I could get used to this.

Yesterday, my dearest friend, Scott came to town. I met Scott in my first year at UW-Parkside and we have been besties ever since. We moved to Chicago after graduation and shared an apartment for four years until I decided to move back to Wisconsin. He stayed in Chicago where he is a very successful caterer. We're the kind of friends that don't talk very often, only see each other a couple of times a year and shout out on the internet once in a while but when we get together it's as though no time has passed at all and we pick up right where we left off. I love him to pieces and always will. We've been through so much and he can make me laugh so damn hard. He is family.

So even though deep down I want to complain about my vacay being over, I really have nothing to be grumpy about. I am surrounded by loving, caring, crazy-ass people who make every day an adventure. My life is good. And I know it. Who could complain about that?