Ah Friday! The end of the work week. Time to start thinking about the weekend, taking it easy, having a slower day to finish out the week. Especially since it's the summer, right? Wrong!
I'm not sure how it's possible, but the Girl always seems to round out the week with an extra busy, extra frustrating, extra working-late day on Fridays. Especially during the summer.
The Girl gets every other Friday off during the summer which would lead one to believe that's a perk. And it is. On the Fridays she's not in the office. But on the other Fridays, she's covering for co-workers who are off for their Summer Fridays, and inevitably questions and problems arise for their things on those days. Things that have to get resolved RIGHT NOW! You would think they were performing brain surgery or something.
So here it is, 6:15, and the girl is finally on her way to come pick me up from Brother when she's normally done by 4:00. I've been shuttling both of them around this week and last, and apparently it's to go on one more week. Some one has to keep tabs on them when Mom is away.
I must say, though, it's a nice change of pace from usual. Driving a bit more and stretching my wheels, running errands that Brother has to do as part of his job, listening to different tunes than the Girl plays. It's been very nice indeed, even if the days have been a little longer than usual.
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