3:08 p.m.

I have nothing overwhelmingly insightful or thought-provoking to say right now, but I wanted to document that at this moment, it is 3:08p.m. on a Tuesday and I am wrapped in a blanket, sitting on a couch near a fireplace that is roaring, with leopard print slippers on, a romance novel on my lap and a beer close at hand. I think this is the very definition of relaxed.