Spare change?

I'm in the office today, and it's the last time for...awhile.  In fact, I realized earlier, I won't be back til after Thanksgiving, and that is probably a good thing.

Hampton Inn sums it up nicely.

My BFF Jim has moved into an office down the hall.  I hope he won't let success go to his head.

He asked if I was mad - I said no.

And I'm not.

I'm never here, how can I be mad?

I'm home for the whole weekend - time to do laundry, pack, wash dishes, get some groceries.

It's a routine, but surely not a life.

I also need to go cancel the membership at the Y.  I can already feel them looking at me sideways  - I clearly still need to be going to the Y - but again... I'm never here.

I feel like a broken record. 

Oh well.  I guess I'll get started on my Friday.

Right after I hang my out of office sign.


I love you. As do many others. Don't forget that.