Boy, all that work to claw my way back up, inch by inch, and I barely have time to take a breather and what do you know....the weekend is here.



And what's worse is my weekend is another out-of-towner. I leave this afternoon and am not back 'till Sunday afternoon.

I'm crossing my fingers, throwing salt over my shoulder, stroking the blarney stone that I don't fall too far. Or fall at all, that would be nice!