It has been a somewhat topsy-turvy week actually. I don't really know why but it feels as if this weekend comes hard-earned. Work has been even more physical than normal, which isn't a bad thing. I actually enjoy those days when I work my little tush off and quitting time comes before you know it. I think it's the sense of accomplishment that I like. Sort of like weathering a storm and coming out on the other side wide-eyed and pumped up. It's weird, really.
But also, I've worked this week in Seymour, Hinkle Road to be precise. That means that I've seen some of my peeps passing on the road. And for some reason, I LOVE that. I absolutely love looking up or hearing a horn beep and seeing a friend of mine. For example, this week I saw Terri England (I'm sure I spelled that wrong), V-baby, The Mikles's's's's, and a few others that most of you don't know. It kinda takes my mind off my living and reminds me of my life. Plus, it proves to people that I really do work sometimes.
JGen is on a break, which is good considering some have just lost interest. We'll start back refreshed and with a new game plan next month, which is our one year birthday. Oh, our little one is growing up so fast! (sniffle)
Thanks, Vanessa, for dinner and your computer expertise at mom's. And for making fun of my hideously overgrown mustache from back in the day. I'm still thinking of brangin' it back, y'all.
I hope everyone has a great weekend. Really, I mean that.
