I spent all day thinking that tomorrow is Friday. It's not, obviously. I'm so disappointed. Since Puck broke his leg it feels like an eternity has past. Everything is just a little bit harder, takes a little bit longer and I'm just a little bit more tired. It's really not all bad though, he's doing great I can't complain.
If I could just get about 3 more hours in between getting off work and collapsing into bed, I would be so productive!