I only have about five minutes to update this, so the witty remarks will probably be kept to a minimum. Today is day 6 of this awesome 15-day stretch of work I'm trying to accomplish. It was originally 14 days, but I snooped and looked at the following schedule and he's definitely got me on for that Sunday as well. Bring. It. On. Herb and I are going to have some words today, however, about cutting back on hours (which, even though I'm complaining about 15 days straight, I need) and this business where Sam and I are always closing on the weekends. There could stand to be a little more variety, Herb. And I would love to have a Saturday night off to go out and be, I don't know, 23? I'm not angry, just annoyed, but he's a really good boss, and I know he'll hear me out and do the best he can to accommodate.

All I really want to do today is sit around and shop online. Maybe read my book, and enjoy some good coffee. It's a beautiful day outside, and I'd love to be around to enjoy that as well, but today is busy. I'm at work until four, then I've got a nail and tanning appointment at 5, and then Jess and I (hopefully) will be doing the insane Fitness Fusion/kickboxing tandem business to see if we can make it through. We'll see, though; I feel like there was something said last week about today being Gav's first t-ball practice. Maybe they'll be done early enough to go. Anyway. After all that, I'm either heading to Potsdam to hang out with Sarah and Co. or will be passing out until tomorrow at 10. These next two days are both 12-hour days, which will probably suck the life, and any remaining humor, out of me. When I do have time, I'm going to make a post about all of the lovely things I'm going to buy with the money that's rolling in, a la M.

Okay. Must run. I will now be impossibly late, and Herb will laugh at me, because I fully intend to placate him with his favorite coffee at Dunkin'.

Thank God it's payday.