Do I though? It’s my Friday, kind of. Last day of the work week, but hardly my last day of work this week. I’m squeezing a million and one “to do’s” into the day and hosting book club tonight (yay – highlight!), and then headed to Olympia bright and early tomorrow morning (I mean, so bright and early it’s not even bright yet) to volunteer for Youth Advocacy Day with the Mockingbird Society (school-related, though I am absolutely taken with this organization), and then headed to school for a full nine-hour school day on Saturday.
Light at the end of the tunnel? Sunday, I guess…but it just doesn’t seem like enough right now. I’m tired thinking about it all. And yes, this post is undoubtedly the reason I’ll stroll into the office this morning in jeans with my hair half-dry in a bun.
P.S. Where are you, Bridget?



