Fucking Friday. Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!!!

Once again, I have to say that I am happy to have this week OVER. Especially today -- it has been totally hectic for all of us at work... and here I was under the impression that Fridays were not supposed to be stressful or troublesome or hectic (ha!). I guess I need to reinstitute my "No-Problem Friday" policy. It is a very valuable & helpful approach to the end of the week that has not been being followed these past few weeks, dammit! Such a shame...

On the cool side of the pillow, I will be heading down to Orange Beach to meet up with most of my family at our condo after work (Mother's Day & all, you know). You know what that means? That means I will spend my weekend relaxing poolside and/or beachside NOT GIVING A FUCK about anything. That's right, I'm instituting a "no-give-a-fuck" weekend for myself because, let's face it, worrying & fretting & bitching does absolutely no good (do I smell an epiphany?). At least, not on the out-of-town weekends.

Oh, and sorry for all the "fucks" in the title (no, I'm not), but it sort of mirrors the week poor Jon has been having, too... As you can see, we're a jolly ol' pair right about now!!! Hee, hee... Anyone want to hang out with us for awhile & listen to us bitch & moan? We're more than willing if anyone is just dying to hear it!!! Oh, and we've gotten pretty good at it, too... ;)

Bring on the weekend. And the drinks. En masse.