I be tired. The week before you can escape the walls that bind you to work is always a mad dash of imprisoned worry. Have I finished everything that needs to be finished? Does it even matter anymore?

I am super excited for the end of the day tomorrow when I can leap and jump and dance in freedom and break away from the barbwire fence holding me at bay. One more sleep until I am officially on holidays. Bring it on! Wheeeeeeeeeeee
With regards to the posting here at the home of daisies, I suspect one of two things will happen: 1) posting will be sparodic at best as I will be too busy with life to want to take the time. 2) posting will be out of control as I will have so much that I want to share. Its any one's guess at this point.