This week is looking ree-dick. Too many sick call ins on the job. Too many activities to cover, beyond just making sure the desk is staffed. But of course this too shall pass. It will be next week before I know it.
Looking forward to Handsome Lad's birthday on Friday. We are planning a family dinner at Golden Dragon that evening and also a family lunch at Peppertree on Sunday. We gonna celebrate the bejeebers out of 14.
Saturday is Girlie Girl's prom and we're all devoting ourselves to making that a magical experience. Guh. I hope she has fun, I do, because she and all of her bazillion friends are so invested in this good time.
On my countdown clock it is very odd to note that in 8 days it will have been a year since DR left. I'm trying not to worry about how much longer he'll be gone, as I have zero control over that...and in some ways I think he feels like he does too. I think that is what discourages me the most, although I certainly understand it.
Now I will stop. You're welcome.