work yesterday, and spent 2 1/2 hours cooking and baking to get ready for this party, then went to bed and got up to go back to work. coming home to a disaster of a kitchen was the cherry on top of a pretty weird/lame day. at this point, you'd probably say it was a "5" day. i knew i had to get it done, so i rolled up my sleeves, turned some music on and got to it. the hour or so it took to get everything washed was exactly what i needed. i needed the time to clear my head, be alone, and process whats been going on 