I am pooped. We got through the first week of the changed-up morning job. We arranged the second vehicle for all jobs (because the primary vehicle conked out). We cleaned that vehicle. We rocked!
Tomorrow, we visit relatives who just happen to live near a distant shop. Then, we fill in for someone for a few days at another job. Finally, there is the last part of the day gig.
And then... drum roll, please... there is time for a nap. Many naps. Many, many, many, many, many naps.
There is a small set of assignments to do at the end of this month and early next month. By then, I will be well rested, the hausfrau projects will completed, The Perfectionist will be silenced, and the weather will be fall-like. Aaaahhhhhhh.....
Bach is not noise, Madam. (Robert, in Two's Company)