1.  It’s been the sort of weekend that requires five syllables. You know the kind: weee-eeeekkk-eeee-nnn-ddddd.

2.  Other people have those, right? It’s not just me?

3.  The animals are tuckered out, too. Well, more like tuckered out with a side of high alert vibrate-y if you know what I mean.

4.  Apparently BrightSide let the dogs in last night and Seven leapt up to wrap both paws around their necks as they came through the door. Gracie responds like he’s a gnat but I’m thinking he’s lucky Phoebe didn’t school him on some manners.

5.  She is a prim and proper [Whisper Font: old] lady, after all.

6.  Please don’t ask if I’ve folded and put up those sheets yet.

7.  And I kinda didn’t do my PT yesterday, but only because I managed something between ten and fifteen flights of stairs and dammit, that was hard enough. We’ll dive back in tomorrow.

8.  Double dammit, I should know better than to check my email at 11pm. TRIPLE DAMMIT.

9.  You guys, I just don’t know what to say here other than pray for me.

10.  Okay, we’re calling this a wrap. Sorry it’s vague and doom/gloomy but we play the hand we’re dealt. Ugh.