Got my backpack in the mail. Sweet.
Looked at the weather forecast for next week. Sour.
Day off today. Sweet.
Ended up working for 4.5 hours anyway. Sour.
Made it on time for softball. Sweet.
We lost and the slump continues. Sour.
Mom's birthday today. Sweet.
I'm not there to celebrate it. Sour.
Vacation in less than one week. SWEET.
Six days straight of work between now and then. SOUR.
Even though we lost tonight, we all still went to hang out afterward. Sweet.
There's no Sour to that. It's weird how much I enjoy that time. Weird in as good a way as there is. It's like stress relief from the grinds of work. Great company, lots of laughs, how do you go wrong with that? I always look forward to that time.
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