I mostly enjoyed the party last night, it was good. Faded a bit by the end, stuck somewhere between 'OK' and 'Meh'.
Then there was this on the way home:
Crying on my pillow, lonely in my bed,
Then I heard a voice beside me and she softly said,
"Thunder is your night light
, magic is your dream."
And then as I held her, she said, "See what I mean?"( Undercover Angel )The preceding week was mixed, but Thursday afternoon was good. I'm hoping that last weeks interruptions will not be present this week and I will be able to make a solid run at the big project I'm currently supposed to be working on.
This afternoon is the SAGA AGM, BBQ and board games, whence I will be heading eventually. I still have to send a couple of emails and make a trip to the bakery.