You know what, I've been sitting too much at work recently. Let's take the stairs.
Wow, that door closed louder than I thought it would.
It echoes so much in here. I see why people like singing in stairwells.
I wish I sang better. I would sing in echoing places too if I sounded better.
Singing good enough to get my kids to sleep is good enough for me.
I need to remember to get new shoes for the youngest, they've outgrown theirs again.
What floor am i at now?
Ahh, 3rd floor.
I need to get milk while at the store. The oldest drinks it like its water.
All right now, feel the burn.
Why did i decide to do this again? Oh yeah, too much sitting.
What are we going to do for dinner tonight?
I'm tired of cooking.
I wonder how many bones someone would break falling from the 5th floor.
That's a LONG way down.
Almost there. Just 2 moore floors.
God my legs are going to hate me later.
La la la la la.
My voice isn't too bad. Won't win any competitions though.
I really liked that one guy on the singing show last night. He sang my favorite song and the way he did it sounded really good.
My coworkers are having a get together this weekend. Maybe I should go.
I still cant believe Bernadette got together with her boss.
Nothing good comes from dating coworkers.
That guy in accounting is cute.
So is the one in IT. That man is drool worthy.
Last flight of stairs. You've got this.
I wonder how long it would take to make that recipe I saw in that video the other day.
First stop I'm making after getting to my floor is the drinking fountain. Dear god I'm thirsty.
Oh thank god. I made it. 7 flights.
I want a nap.