I have a love/hate relationship with the weekend. Every Monday it is what I set my eye on and strive to get to- the weekend- aka days of freedom and maybe sleeping late! Remember the song "Everybody's workin' for the weekend"- well that's my theme song.
But then the weekend comes and it is filled with running around trying to get all my errands done and see all our friends and trying to sleep a bit later and then in one deep breath it is Monday again. I think if I work 40-45 hours a week- I should at least get half of another day in the weekend- we could call it Satunday-maybe.

Life has been moving on along. No matter how hard I tried I managed to pick up some sort of chest cold from either one of my students or one of our clients- so the past few nights have been restless and full of coughing to every part of my body ached. Adam thankfully was out of town for those two nights or he would have not gotten any sleep either. I guess all the hand sanitizer, multi-vitamins and clorox wipes in the world couldn't keep me safe- dangit!

I am about 4 pages away from completing my first wedding photo album- as a paid photographer. Excitement and nervousness are so intertwined at this point- I am not sure which I am more of.

My family had to put one of our dogs down yesterday. He was 10 years old and his name was Seagrave (he was a dalmatian and named after a type of firetruck- thought I might need to explain the not so common name). It is sad and I know was a difficult choice to make.

My grandpa called me on Thursday night-he's so cute. We signed Winston up for obedience lessons at petsmart- we start Monday.

I am loving this colder weather- I find it invigorating actually- when cold air fills your lungs and makes your cheeks rosy- and how much more like home your home fills when you come in from the cold into the warm embrace of home. love it!

Life has been so busy lately. This time of year in the financial/retirement world can be a bit crazy- or at least at our office. I have had to do more accounting in the past week than I ever care to do in my life. The thing is I HATE math- and swore that I would never have a job that had anything to do with such evil. But life is full of surprises.

Time has passed so quickly- the months have seemed to just blur by. Where the hell did January go!? It almost feels like I have just been on a huge treadmill- running in place but going so fast, the surroundings are the same and yet different. anyway

Then today- we went to see Kyle. I haven't been in a long time. I am never over that way during the day, and today we were so we went. This time I felt more peaceful than last, more ok- still not ok- but more than before. And it was amazing to me how different time felt there. It was more still, more quite.

My friend, it has been months since I last came, and it all is still the same-- no grass has covered your grave, the trees look no bigger nor smaller, there is no more noise than before-- it felt so constant- just the same, I was different, but the surrounds felt untouched by time.

This time, I just cried a bit, a few silent tears- I am pretty sure I will always cry, because time- while fast and slow- can also be unfair.