quiet now

finally, no drilling, no blasting, the street outside my door is silent and i can rest a bit before work. i'm tired. but more than that, i've still got a lot to do. last night at the ball, the col. asked for one major thing which will require me to scramble to make it happen.

sigh.

tomorrow, i'll scramble tomorrow. for now, my daughter has competed in her vocal competition, we are home, and i can rest before work. then in the morning, riding lesson then closing the store again. i'm grateful i don't have to do a clopen like was originally planned for tonight and tomorrow, i would have been dangerously tired for the drive to the farm.

i had three clopens, one impromptu and two scheduled. i don't know why, it just worked out that way i guess, but i've traded away two of the shifts, and now myself and another girl only have one each. which is far, far better than having three in one week. i can't even imagine what a gargantuan bitch i'd be if i had to work that schedule next week.

everyone is coming home, and i can't wait. i keep getting messages, i miss you, can't wait to see you, but there ain't nothing like having my people back in arm's reach. i miss them.

now, to rest.