Do you ever have the kind of day where you feel really proud of yourself as well as really ashamed at how long it took you to finally do the thing you are so proud of? Today I took care of a ten year old problem. Well, maybe it was a six year old problem. Either way, it was a problem way too old for how simple it ended up being to resolve.
Update: I found my lost passport, right after I gave up my Vancouver trip for Baltimore. I cannot even think about the amount of hours I looked for it, and it was in the most obvious place.
