Sweet, blessed Friday...

For a short week, it sure has been a long one.

It was super late when I got home last night from our big event, hence the no blog entry. A million apologies, but it simply wasn't in me to sit, iBook on lap, and type an entry of any coherence at 1:30 in the morning. Especially since the night before I was awake well past pumpkin hour as well. I was one sleepy diva yesterday, and today, the eyelids threatened to come tumbling down time after time.

I took a late train, but no matter - I still fell asleep on it. First time ever (I'm always afraid I'll snore in public - mortifying). Yeesh.

Work was a long short day - felt long, but was in fact rather short. I left early on the verge of collapsing, came home, and felt the stress of the past few days disappear only to be replaced with new stress for this weekend.

You see, we're having our housewarming party tomorrow. And our house is a bloody disaster.

There are clothes (post-Cuba laundry, etc) EVERYWHERE. The place hasn't been dusted since, uh, I know there was this one time way back when...yeah, like forever, all the bathrooms need scrubbing, the carpets need a good once over with the nasty orange vacuum, and the backyard needs much in the way of attention.

Did I mention this little shindig starts at 4 tomorrow? And we still have to grocery shop?

Stress...

We did manage to do a bit of general tidying so it's only the real scrubbing that remains for tomorrow. And we hit the liquor store so the booze is covered. Knowing my clan, that's what's key - food be damned. But just in case, we'll get the grub in the a.m. via the good people at Costco and our friendly neighbourhood Superstore.

But first, we sleep. Glorious, luxurious sleep. Especially now that our air conditioning is fixed and Costco doesn't open until 9:30. Bless Mario the repairman and those wholesaling bastards.

Have a great weekend, everyone!! Ta!

And that's your daily dash. How's your diva doin'?