Going Into the Weekend, With Predictions of Sunshine & Blue Sky, Like Karal. Huh? What is That Strange Yellow Orb Bellowing from Above?

I'm not sure if I'm coming or going, standing up or sitting down, or merely just living like I'm some sort of semblance of being alive...I just know that I'm here right now to be witness to the way it all unfolds. Yes, I have some sort of stomach virus and I'm cognizant that the last year has been more than any one should have to endure, plus I'm aware that the crazy of the universe could be so much worse. But I love my dog, her silliness, and the fact that she's perfectly content under a blanket awaiting whatever the day will unleah for her. 

Hello, Saturday. 

It is true, I too am tired and exhausted. Give me Saturday basketball games and a book. You want to go for a walk? I'm good for that, too.

I did my run-arounds yesterday and all packages were delivered to the right parties. My bed is made, there are grades to be done, and another week ahead. 

All the rain has caused a little friction on Mt. Pleasant. My guess is the skylight in Chitunga's room needs to be replaced, because a portion of his ceiling has sprung a leak and I can see the brown water states that are somehow creeping in on the edge of his room. Palm to head. It must be fixed and it is beyond my wheelhouse (and I hear this is the curse of skylights). It's too cold to care for it now and I have an agenda, but coupled with my warped kitchen floor from a pipe burst last winter, I know there's another phase of home repairs. 

Ah, but I'd much rather be outside for a walk with the dog, which I'll do at 11 a.m. with Yellow, my principal-committed friend. 

It is simply so nice not to have a day of meetings. The same is true for tomorrow...and for that I'm most thankful.