... lies! Partly so. This week was long. But not uneventful. However, that'd be work related and while I am seriously considering putting up a long letter to my boss, I am just as seriously not. (but in case you are reading, bossman, it's nothing ... honest ...)
Monday and Tuesday were rough days. I declared, on the work calendar, that Friday was my mental health day. (and yes I am mental, what of it?)
I was thinking I'd get my ass outside, trimming the now overgrown bushes and long, in the way, tree branches (as in the jeep hits them as I go in and out of the driveway), mow the lawn with the bagger and take the trimmings to the landfill.
So today is the day ... and it's raining. What in the hell?
Plan B, is to finish cleaning out the unfinished room and cram what is left in the small attic storage space ... or PURGE it. Not exactly what I wanted to do. But it is a mindless task that my overloaded brain welcomes.
Plus it's FRIDAY! One week from tomorrow ... my kids ... COME BACK!