working for the weekend

Tired. Ready for the weekend. TGIF... and any other way I can describe how much I want to go home, curl up in my sleeping bag on the couch with my puppy stretched out behind me on the back of the cushions like a living neck warmer that occasionally snuffles in your ear and rests his head on your shoulder.

I want to make soup and watch Law and Order on Netflix.  I won't have to supervise 9-year olds watching youtube videos on the library computers for two whole days.  I can collect fresh brown eggs, pet my rabbit Pepper Ann, and be on the lookout for any signs of lambs approaching in the next few weeks.  Last year our first lamb was born on March 16, so it getting to be that time again.

Only one and a half hours to go...

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