One more week off work. I'm getting restless and feeling at odds with the world, so I think it'll be good to go back, even though I won't be out of pain yet, I'm thinking. Who knows, though. It is a week away and I can't predict.
Next weekend I'm going on a weekend jaunt with my girlfriend, and I can't wait. It'll be really mellow I think.
Today I'm going to church for the first time in a billion years, and then doing whatever comes up with the kids, if they're around.
Yesterday Eliz turned 18! I hope she had fun at the party her friends threw. She was restless and discontented with being home during the day. It's hard to beat the expectations of your birthday, for sure.