Is it Friday yet?

I will be quite glad to wake up and have it be Friday morning.

I will actually just be glad when I can lay in my bed Thursday evening and know that Friday will be coming with the breaking dawn.

I won't bore you with ALL the details but will shoot the highlights (or lowlights) of my week your way:

Saturday: home from vacation with weepy whiny children who still want to be in Arizona.

Sunday: Easter with the family and work...til 1:00am

Monday: massive storm; lost power for the entire day; had a tree come down in the front yard (going away from the house thank goodness and not into my bedroom where I was sleeping); had the dock break loose from its moorings on shore and be facing sideways up against the shore; go to the grocery store.

Tuesday: up at the school ALL day hanging art for Arts and Tech night on Thursday

Wednesday: up at the school ALL morning hanging art for A&T night; folded programs for A&T night; work for 10 hours...til 1:00am

Thursday: be up at the school for last minute "To Do's" for A&T night; sleep sometime; finish my personal "To Do" list; write a speech; laundry; set up Spirit Wear sale area; pull Spirit Wear that has already been sold; have A&T night

Then I can rest.

Because the weekend will be slower, right? I mean I only have dog class on Friday, a hockey game on Friday night; a baby shower on Saturday; working Saturday night; Belle's class movie day on Sunday and finally, working Sunday night.

I'm ready for another vacation.