"Declare the pennies on your eyes..."
Ah, tax day. Working in the investment area of the bank, I have a feeling we're going to be swamped today. Fun. I'm already planning on coming home late tonight, since I have scads of papers to sort and divvy up amongst all the trust officers. More fun. At least the day should, in theory, pass rather quickly, which would be nice. The bambino rolled over in his crib at about 4.20 this morning, and because he's not a fan of tummy time at all, let us know in no uncertain terms that he needed to be put back on his back 5 minutes ago, and as long as we were all awake, we could bring him a bottle too. He didn't finish that bottle until 4.55, and since I now get up at 5 anyway...Here I am. I probably should be in the shower, instead of slowly picking at the bowl of oatmeal I made, but it's an excuse to drink gallons of coffee, which I'm going to have to do throughout the day, just to stay awake. Already my eyes feel like they're gonna bleed.