Tomorrow is April 1st. In exactly one hour and twenty eight minutes it will be April. How is it possible that we are 25% done with this year?
You know when you're a kid and time has little meaning other than impatiently waiting for Christmas and your birthday? I wish I wouldn't have wished away so many days.
I have no April Fools jokes planned. I'm single again so I can't do a fake engagement or pregnancy (ha!) and I am delighted that I'm not working tomorrow so I don't have to participate in such an odd tradition.
I think I'll get a massage.
Have a great April!
Don't believe a word anyone tells you tomorrow.