I'm not afraid to do everything I can to get there, it just feels like I'm behind absolutely everyone. It's silly, and I shouldn't compare, but how am I going to get there when I feel like I'm moving at the pace of a sedated flobberworm?
I can be over a little later, I promised I'd help with the dinner rush. I hope 9 isn't too late? I need to get all the receipts ready to do the accounts in the morning, but I'll be there.