Emily is in town this week, and she helped Mom pack my lunch for work last night. (Yes, I know, I am old enough, but when someone says, “I took last week’s leftovers, put it into a Gladware container, and it’s in a brown bag in the fridge,” a person DOES NOT SAY NO.) And she wrote me a note!

 

Dude!

Enjoy your lunch, don’t work too hard.

 

It’s my first note since elementary school.

Yes, I tacked it to my cubicle wall.