Saturday.

I got to bed at a reasonable hour, therefore I have time to play on the internet before going to work. I wandered about the Tiffany website looking at shiny silver things.

Thank you Annemarie for the enlightenment, but I must confess that I am still in awe.

I'm off to errand land. Then to work. I realized last night that, in spite of my super long hours this week, I am not tired, not run down, not weary. I could grow to be so, but as I have accepted that I am only in Texas to work, there is nothing wrong with sleeping until noon when you worked until 4. I wake rested and am good to go. Don't worry, Mom. I plan on taking my day off each week and I'm working out a schedule of regular gym attendance. I feel like all the tendons in my body have shrunk with lack of stretching and my muscles (such as they were) are all flabbolicious.

I hope your Saturday is wonderful and that you all sit outside on a sunny veranda with a lovely beverage and think of me.