(Weekend? What is a weekend?)
As I'm driving, I tend to think things and add as an afterthought, "Ah, yes, I'll put that in a Livejournal post." Then it comes time for such postings and I find I'm too busy trying to catch up on my inbox, others' LJ posts, relax a bit, maybe edit a story, potentially even--goodness gracious--write something, and a number of other things.
Ah well. My weekend was lovely (I even got cuddles!), I'm knackered, I've got the little buggers again tomorrow, and by Wednesday night I will well and truly be back in my own home (thank goodness).
Until recently I had also apparently forgotten the strength of the depressing Sunday Night Thought: "I've got to get through another Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and much of Friday before it's Friday evening again."
Thankfully Friday evening is the best feeling in the world and, Lady Luck shine bright on me, I shall make it to the next one--hopefully having learned some new tricks for my pesky job along the way.
[Crossposted from dreamwidth.]