Unless I have to work the line outage this weekend. Frankly, I'd rather just work the weekend and get the comp day next Monday.
Chilly now at 30, but warming up to 65 this afternoon. SIXTY-FREAKIN-FIVE!!! Then back to the usual crap.
Was doing laundry last night and must have overloaded the washer, because the motor quit and started to smoke. I figured I had trashed it and left it there until this morning, planning to call the repair guy and spend a ton of money I didn't have on repairs and sitting around all day with my thumb up my ass.
But lo and behold, the damn thing runs this morning!!! Halleluja! On second (much smaller) load now. After laundry/housework, have to see if I can get the motley furry hordes into the vet today, and chase down paperwork/police checks/fingerprinting for my poker dealing job, and then maybe, JUST MAYBE, I can relax a bit before heading back to the Death March tomorrow.
One of these days I'll be able to slow down.