Valerie
Driving proved to be more difficult than expected. I never realized how much work it was until now. My body was protesting the whole drive over, which was only about twenty-five minutes. I was definitely going to sleep good tonight. I pulled into the office parking lot, grabbed my empty box, and let myself in. Most of the lights were off, which made me feel better. I probably won't run into anyone, especially someone I didn't want to see.
I started packing up my desk. There wasn't much, but enough to fill about half my box. I was about to leave when I remembered the Amrit account. I had better send an email to Derek with the information. I don't have faith that Trish will see that the problem is taken care of, but Derek definitely would. I spent a good ten minutes writing the em
