Everybody's working for the weekend.

So, a week in the office, and at home every night.  I feel like a new woman.

I am caught up on expenses, I still have a metric ton of documentation, but what's a girl to do?

Meanwhile, it's Saturday.

We're going to a Craft Beer Festival this afternoon.  I'm the Designated Driver.  My liver thanks me in advance.  As does my husband.

And of course, there's groceries to buy, clothes to wash.

Then it's time to pack.  This time, I'm traveling to see Mom, Henry and Laura.

All good.  All good.

ae

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