Zombie March To and Through the Weekend

I'll be lucky if I make it home before I drop dead from exhaustion. I haven't gotten my sleep schedule back to normal since the holidays, and it is killing me. I'm not sure, but I think I may have slept 22 hours since Monday morning. I may start snorting espresso grounds to keep going before its over.

If I don't die before Saturday, I will work on the Queen. Ideally I'll try out my new glass cutter and patch the broken window pane in the master bedroom. If that doesn't take too long, I may try to install the kitchen cabinets. That will be fun. The kitchen in about an inch and a half out of square. Scribing the counter to fit sounds like a blast. I hope it is utterly uneventful, but what are the chances?

If the weather is as warm as predicted (60-70 degrees), we may give the claw foot tub its final coat or two of paint too. The weather has been damn weird this winter. If it keeps up, I may get the Queen's exterior painted before spring. I'm still trying to wrap my mind around that idea. It's just not right.

Sunday will be a family day. My son's birthday is next Wednesday, but we're having the party Sunday so the out of town grandparents can make it.


On a side note, I wish I had this guys idea. He made a million dollars in four months without doing anything illegal. By the time I was his age, I was $17,000 in debt, had a useless college degree, and minimum-wage job in a coffee shop. Damn, I suck.