Today, though, I once again feel like I need about a million massages. I feel like it must be at least partially related to how very burned out I am by work. I really hope that I can last until Christmas, when I'm taking a week off. I need that week. Honestly, I need about a month. But I'm taking a long weekend after next week, and I have that whole week of Christmas, and that will have to do.
This weekend will be social, what with dinner with the parents and Erica's play on Friday, the ilyAIMY show in Bowie on Saturday, and tree-decorating at the parents' place on Sunday. I bet that a lot of the non-social time will be spent sleeping. That'll be good. Why isn't it Friday now?