Saturday, February 18, 2006
I Will Survive!
Honey, "I'm Home," Stephen says, as he drags his tired and weary ass up the front steps of the house. One foot ahead of the other. . . a few more steps. . . ahhhh . . . recliner, remote, cold beer in hand! Three days of working my fingers to the bone and some good news. Yes, I believe there is a God or maybe some higher power looking out for Stephen after all. I have the weekend off! What I thought was going to be some 12-14 hour days for the next eight straight has been changed. It is bad a colleague's plans got cancelled for this weekend and he decided to work but it made Stephen a happy boy. Time to check in with old friends, time to say hi, time to give a big thank-you for the love given while I was away.