Work is kicking my ass like whoa.

There is a light at the end of the tunnel, though. I’m off Thursday thru Monday. I’ll have a nice little staycation before heading back to the grind. The original plan was to go to New Orleans for a long weekend to hang for a bit before D’s work conference, but that didn’t pan out, unfortunately.  (I had a ghost tour planned and everything. *sad face*) Though D says that, to make it up to me, he wants to take me to Key West. I’m maybe spoiled. Maybe.

I will be working on Friday afternoon. Kind of. Going to a judicial conference thingy.

Thingy make it sound oh so official, right?

I’m exhausted. I went to bed really early last night, but still needed a power nap when I got home tonight. I took a 20 min nap and only then was I able to get up and make dinner for the kids. Getting old sucks, you guys.

I’m worried about some new stuff, not worried about some other stuff anymore (yay!), and trying to figure out when the fuck I’m going to find the time to plan our wedding. Freya keeps asking me about it. It’s a good thing I have her to keep me in line.

Maybe I need to hire an actual wedding planner? The only things I really care about are: the dress and the cake tasting (yum). I’m happy to let somebody else do the rest of the work. Bridezilla I am not. Weddings aren’t my jam.