Comfortable: Laughing at Happy Hour. I sure do miss those girls. Even if I do only drink iced tea.
Uncomfortable: Listening to a father tell his kid he'd make sure the child stayed in bed tonight.
Comfortable: The return of the regular yoga practice. Thank you, Kristie, for finding my piriformis tonight.
Comfortable: Realizing my eyes told my wallet the new Anthropologie spring skirts (madly in love with this one), aren't just visually appealing, but also appealing to my bank account. Win.
Comfortable: My bed. Warm and snuggly on a Friday night, with the suppressed anxiety of waking up early completely gone, and knowing that a few glorious extra hours of sleep await.
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