The Hopewell House

Today I just didn't want to do anything.

I didn't want to get up. I didn't want to get dressed. I didn't want to go to work.

UGH

It was one of those please lets just get home kind of days.

At least I got to come home to a cute little fur ball flopping around (and no, I'm not meaning D. though I loved coming home to see him too). There's just something about the clumsiness of a puppy that makes any day better.

That, and the fact that we had tacos.

Tacos are just incredible. 

What are your remedies for those kind of days?