What's better than fighting with the computer about the specific frustrations of wine event order entry? What's better than sitting inside staring at the T.V? Or typing up a long, introspective essay at the keyboard while staring out the window on a beautiful summer day? Better than getting all wound up at Sweetie, explaining the intricacies of why Mommy can't play right now because she's stressed and upset and just go find Daddy already?!
Closing up shop, grabbing my book, and heading outside to enjoy the day too. That's what.