Thank you Friday, I thought you'd never get here

God, what a week. WHAT A WEEK. I miss my old job, the job where I got to write all day. In my office, researching and writing. This new job? Lots of writing, but lots and lots of meetings and responsibility and decisions and bleh. BLEH. I miss being unreponsible.

Hee.

My child clearly had a hard day too, as he wanted to be carried home and is now snuggled beside me watching shows -- he just wants to be close to mom. He's tired and weepy. I'm trying not to think about the fact that one of his favourite friends was out all week with Hand, Foot and Mouth. No. Not thinking about that at all.