Nothing like waking up at 4:45a with a feverish little boy (while your hubby sleeps soundly in the basement because you are a fabulous wife who realized he was sooo tired [like you’re not]), finding that Miss Flo has visited early and that it’s supposed to rain all day but you didn’t manage to finish mulching the 200 bare root plants and bulbs you planted just yesterday, remembering that your husband is leaving for CA on Sunday and there’s no school on Monday. Makes you feel relaxed people! TGIF? Does it really matter? ;) I’m livin’ the dream.