Again, I blink and the weekend's gone. I can tell that this week is going to be crazy busy yet again by the amount of requests people have put in over the weekend, but the only saving grace is that Monday morning London and the daytime NY people get to deal with it before I get in. At least two Mondays from now we have a holiday, and I had carryover days to use before the end of Feb so I'll get a few days off then.

I'm still tired, even though I've tried to rest, but I think it's my body settling into the new routine of working full time and doing all of the chores, cooking, etc myself. How people deal with children on top of this is completely baffling to me, and I'm so happy for yet another reason that I never desired to to have any of my own.

Next week is my sister's birthday but as usual no one knows what her plans are, so I'm not carving out any time, instead I'm planning on furniture shopping since I still need a table that doesn't fold. At 43 years old I should own one lol.