By the end of the day I felt a little bit down and had a pity party for myself on the bus ride home. I could have wasted my night in a similar fashion but the sight of my favorite neighborhood Bassett Hound snapped me back.
I went for a run and came home to make pizza for dinner. We had one ball of pizza dough left from Saturday night and nothing makes me happier than pizza.
This time I took a few pictures before devouring the whole thing.