I have a wonderful group of teachers that I meet with once a week. We go to Buffalo Wild Wings, eat boneless wings, and decompress. This week, everyone had other stuff they had to do, plus I had a small home issue involving a plumber, so we didn't get to go. Sad, but not too sad. Why?
This weekend I am having my first party in the new crib.
I still have a ton of stuff in boxes, and my house is a mess, but since most of them helped me move in the first place, I am pretty sure they can handle it. We have Monday off, so Sunday night everyone is coming over to hang out on my patio. I am so excited my head might just pop off.