It's been a bad week. Alicia got sick on Monday, got better to go back to school on Wednesday, at which point I got called to come get her because she was sick again, and was home until Friday. Craig's had a week of long hours and headaches as everybody tries to adjust to the new structure at work and now he's catching what Alicia had. I got my first edits for my werewolf book and I've been going mad over those. And then there's all the other things, like Alicia's first softball practice on Saturday, all the construction going on in the other house on the property which means the landlords have been around all week, all my LLGA stuff coming to a head for results on Wednesday...
It's Sunday and I'm wishing for next weekend already. That's not a good sign.
So if I'm scarce, that's why. I'm killing myself trying to get these edits done. And I still have to finish my other novel. And start my Seasonal Spuffy contribution. And get my family better from this nasty cold that's taken them all over. And pray I don't get sick myself.
Is it Friday yet?