No free time this week.

Four letter word: w. o. r. k.

Dang. All that time off during Christmas break is being felt! Typically, I work 2, maybe 3 days a week. Sometimes it's only once. But I never know. And that is tough for someone that is a planner! But this week? All day. Every day. So far.

And then get home to:

Monday my mom was here (no power at her house on Sunday), so I had to take her home. Which meant we went to dinner first. By the time we (Boy Genius and I) got home, it was about 8:30. And we heard a terrible crashing noise, but couldn't see what it was.

Tuesday, 7:00. Crashing noise figured out. garage door spring had sprung, and that door was. not. going to budge. DH and a friend were on a golf trip, in our truck. Spot's truck and my car in the garage. Trapped. DH's "commuter" car was in the drive. Off we went to the bus stop. Then I worked all dang day again, barely slipping into the bank at 5:00:05p to make deposits for work. Home to find the garage door repair man here (he's from Maine - miss that Yankee accent!). By the time he left, DH got home, and we did something about dinner, it was nearly 8p.

Wednesday (that's today): Remembered to pick up the Beast from the dog groomer. Oh. My. She is SOOO purrrrrrrrrrrrrdy! And she knows it! She had her hair, teeth, and nails done (methinks a day at the groomer would be a good thing for me too!), but we didn't get home 'til almost 6p. There was homework, laundry, and dinner to deal with.

Thursday: gotta work again! Maybe I can just do what's in MY in-box and leave early! Except I love the people I work with. We've all been in the office the past two days. The time goes by so fast when they're there. Filling up my in-box.

DH will like it on pay-day!