I had high hopes...

for this week's post line-up, but life continues to swirl about me even as I sit here to write this quick note.  I've officially said yes to too many things and have far too many obligations at this point in time.  So, with much regret, I am leaving you early this week, to tie up some loose ends. 

I'll head to the office and cut a few paychecks.

Send some certified mail and breathe a tad bit easier.

I'll congratulate Husband on his giant remodel which wrapped today, and whose owners will finally get to re-enter their {new} home after 2 1/2 weeks of vacation

I'll pick up my sitter and drop her off with my children

so I can get a massage for my on/off-again back spasm issues.

While lying there, I'll do my best to quit thinking about our office computer-crash, and the fact that our tech guy has still not called me back, and that our accountant failed to backup the last three weeks of bookkeeping.  This weekends camping trip may also cross my mind, and or the very issue that I still need to grocery shop and pack.  But who really knows...I may just fall asleep.

Then, I'll head out with Husband to Portland International Raceway to watch a friend motocross race,

while shooing off the mosquitoes who have been at large for the past few weeks, due to the late change in weather. 

At the close of the evening on our way home, I'll wish that my sitter could drive so I didn't have to return her to her home, because the tiredness will have set in, and my brain will be close to an automatic shut-off.

When I finally hit the hay, I will hit it hard.  And I mean hard--

like three minutes.

Since the fun has been squeezed out of my life and my sanity has escaped me

on this overcast Thursday, I'll return to you next week, when times have settled and I've taken part in weekend-rejuvenation. 

Now please excuse me as my son has locked himself in the pantry,

and I haven't seen the key in over a year.

Just a little shot to reitify how I'm feeling...while my brother-in-law comes to my son's rescue.

cbm