DAMN.

Just packaged up three boxes of macarons that will be making their journey across the country tomorrow morning. Holy shit, you guys.

Not "holy shit" in a cool way, "holy shit" in a "I NEVER WANT TO SEE ANOTHER MACARON OR ROLL OF TAPE AGAIN" way.

My back hurts, my eyes burn, my hands are dry and cut up probably from the weather or something else completely unrelated to this process, I have a sugar high from all the Internal Loss (need to hire a loss prevention manager other than myself because I shamelessly steal from my own company) and the funny part? The best part of this entire process? I feel like these will arrive cracked, broken, and worst of all stale.

I bet nobody will even enjoy these.

G'night!