And it's a hectic one; we're at end of quarter at work and that makes everything fall apart for me.
Some thoughts and vignettes from the week:
Teamwork is when you do the dishes at 10:45 PM and your spouse cleans the glass you broke out of the garbage disposal for you.
Running out of bread twice in one week is a new record. Tuesday the boys had tortilla PBJs; today they had soup. One, entering the kitchen for breakfast: "What's that smell?" Me: "The smell of running out of bread again." One: "Oh. Canned soup."
My greatest dream is to work from home full-time, so I can fold laundry while on conference calls. Everyone has to have a dream.