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I use posts like the last one to remind me on days like this one that there's more to life than going to work, coming home, and falling over.

Last Tuesday I had a 13-hour work day, 8:30 - 9:30. Today was a 12-hour day, 6:30 - 6:30. Next Tuesday will be an 11-hour day starting at 6:30, and I hope I can manage not to have another long day before next Tuesday. I haven't done any grocery shopping worth speaking of in at least a week and a half, and I never got around to finishing the laundry last weekend.

This is why I am taking Friday off. Since we have Thursday off anyway for Veterans Day, I get a four-day weekend. If the Hairy Beasts didn't have vet appointments on Friday, I'd maybe get out of Dodge for a while. (Granted, the appointments are on Friday morning, and the Hairy Beasts will probably be quite happy not to have anything to do with me until at least dinnertime, so I could probably bring them back home and then go off elsewhere for the weekend. But I ain't. That would involve planning, and I ain't got the brain for planning lately.)

( In which I wax philosophical )