This was a week to survive . . . and SO MUCH was accomplished. But I was exhausted tonight, and I couldn't even keep my eyes open during Serena's amazing final. Charlie had to wake me up for match point.
Things are going well at work, except for finances. But there's a feeling of, I dunno, being unsettled
. . . and I think it's just having to be such a driver from both the front seat and the back. It's incredibly intense.
And I was hungry
today. I'm hungry right now, in fact. And I have to go do the treadmill.
I'm going to work part of tomorrow (catch up on To-Do list, do time tracking, work on filing and organizing) and definitely hit the road for part of it . . . the weather is beautiful, although it will be too windy to go up the Gorge. The men's final isn't playing until Sunday at 12:30 a.m., so no worries there.
I can't believe we're one match away from the Aussie Open being over!
Kittie Scarlett will not leave me alone. She keeps getting in my lap, and it's driving me crazy, because I can barely keep her from falling, and she keeps digging her nails in. She stares up at my face with those big green eyes, and I can't figure out what she wants. HELP! When did this cat fall madly in love with me?????????
ETA: Forgot to mention -- Patti is pregnant! I'm really surprised, but I guess it was about time.