*thankful sigh of one who's reached a stationary rest position* Busy weekend...lots of hiking, biking and other distractionary events to draw my charges out into the open air & get some sun. Wearing them out is a convenient side-product... 
I was able to hike to the summit of West Rock again, this time armed w/ camera. Keep watch for a obscenely large, stitched together panoramic picture! 
I'm spread thin and looking forward towards a measily interrupted two days off. Yes, this is more than some people get (even on holiday weekends) but, it isn't the holiday I care for. It's the not being needed by anybody, for anything... My dream employee is someone who can stop & decide for themselves if outside help is actually needed, rather than call no matter how trivial.
Tomorrow will probably be spent relaxing...working on laundry, reading fictional accounts of the British Empirical Age and maybe renting a flick to watch w/ the rest of the sibling triumvirate.
Perhaps a coffee gathering is in order for Tuesday? Hmmm...I believe phone calls are on the way.
I was able to hike to the summit of West Rock again, this time armed w/ camera. Keep watch for a obscenely large, stitched together panoramic picture!
I'm spread thin and looking forward towards a measily interrupted two days off. Yes, this is more than some people get (even on holiday weekends) but, it isn't the holiday I care for. It's the not being needed by anybody, for anything... My dream employee is someone who can stop & decide for themselves if outside help is actually needed, rather than call no matter how trivial.
Tomorrow will probably be spent relaxing...working on laundry, reading fictional accounts of the British Empirical Age and maybe renting a flick to watch w/ the rest of the sibling triumvirate.
Perhaps a coffee gathering is in order for Tuesday? Hmmm...I believe phone calls are on the way.
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You always have such sincere things to say in your comments. I like being in contact with you. *sighs for good friendship associations* It sounds like things are ever so groovie in the journeys of you and yours.
Things are pretty peachy keen in a general kinda way for me. Ah, life with your ebbs and flows: good and bad, glowy sad or happy tears, future illusions and fading past.
Lalala . . . feeling strangely melonchaly, but quite content. I think that I need to drink less next week. eeeeeek!!
*blither, blah, blah . . . squish!*