Saddest leaving-for-work ever.
There's a puppy staying at my house this weekend. Peanut came over last night, as Ben and Sharif are both going to be out of town for a couple of days. I woke up early this morning so that I could take her for a walk and play with her for a while before going to work. So that was nice. It's a lovely morning, and it was neat to be one of the early neighborhood wanderers. I also managed to have the most relaxed getting-ready-for-work that I've had in ages. But going out the door was sad. Poor puppy, I just didn't want to leave her alone for nine hours. She'll be fine, as she's an indoor doggie by nature, and paper trained. But a day with the puppy would be so much nicer than a day at work.
Boo office hours.