It has not been a bad week, but it has been busy, at times rather stressful due to the number of important people shouting a lot. This seems to be a week for a lot of unhappiness in my otherwise perfect world, and I can confirm that the unhappiness is all external, or at least it starts external, but such things do have a habit of insidiously and imperceptibly sneaking up on you and becoming internal. So this is my week.
We have a quiet weekend planned, which will probably involve a bit of maggot activity Saturday morning, and some Scobi gardening Saturday afternoon.
We also hope to do a bike ride (cue groans from Maggots, but they love it when we are out) maybe even incorporating a picnic, depending on the weather.
Next week I have an evening of fishing planned with Brad. We have discussed baits (apparently dog biscuits - I know, whatever next - are good at the moment) and tactics (bloody catch something this time) and timings. I plan to work from a Starfleet office half way to the fishing, and if I can plan it, do my day starting and ending early so we can get on the water as early as is possible and still maintain a full time job.
That is pretty much how the next days will go. And I am very much looking forward to them. It will certainly be nice to have no shouting, or at least shouting from someone who I can tickle if I want. I pondered for a moment some comment about seeing them naked, but however I formed the words, it just sounded wrong wrong wrong*.
Have a great weekend, and speak next week.
===================================* I think you got away with that one. Ed.