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Oh yes, it’s my all-time favourite day of the week. Friday nights have the prospect of a fulfilling weekend ahead, with endless possibilities of doing lots around the house, while simultaneously having three-hour afternoon naps.

Now that the weather is warming up, I’m looking at our windows. They really need a wash. And while on the house/garden theme, SO has said that he will actually mow the lawns. Combined with my massive weeding efforts, this will hopefully raise our profile in the neighbourhood. (And possibly the house values also. Yes, it is that bad.)

This week has been full on at work, and as a result of critical staff absences, I’ve been drawn into my previous role of miraculous curer of all disasters. This isn’t the proper title of the job, but it should be. I’ll be representing my organisation in a tribunal conference on Monday, so that should be interesting. I actually love the work, but it’s incredibly draining and stressful. Still, I guess I just have to sweat it out for a few months, then I’ll be gettin’ the hell outta Dodge. Yay for the new job!

Weekend forecast: fine. Looks like gardening and window cleaning are on the menu. Plus, it doubles as therapy, and is cheaper than alcohol.