..I can not be more thrilled, even if I say that as languidly as a cat fighting the urge to nap. With a 2-month old kid tugging at your breasts for milk 24/7 (That’s not an exaggeration.), fever, head and bodyache pulling you down to bits, and an entire website to reconstruct and provide content and copywriting for (note: deadline today), one can not help but be excited at the thought of the weekend.
Ah, the weekend. The time for laundry, general house cleaning, and more home-cooked meals and dirty dishes. Now, remind me, what was I getting excited about?
