As I didn’t get a whole lot of rest this past weekend, I went into work tired… and very early.  Since my children are out of school, we don’t have to leave quite so early because we don’t have to drop them off at a relative’s house before the bus gets to the relative’s house.  Try telling that to my body.  I woke up the same time and, in a zombie state, went along my morning routine with the exception of kids lunches.  Needless to say we left at our usual time but without the added stopover. Yep, I arrived at work very early… an hour early.

Of course all hell broke loose on Monday night (not during the day when no one was around, it waited until night to go bonkers) and we spent the day fixing stuff.

Of course it was nice to get away from the office for three days since we will never have a vacation again, ever, for eternity.

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