One tough week in the corporate salt mines. One delightful power struggle after another. Why can't we all just get along? And do things MY way?
Okay, deep clensing breath.
Saturday is ripe with promise. I hope to get my studio organized and furnished with several cork boards! The man-cub is in a shot-put clinic all day tomorrw so, things should be quiet around the house.
My handsome husband is finally on the mend. Antibiotics and prednisone are helping! We have been sleeping through the night.
Enjoy the weekend!