Coffee in the Chicago skyline mug, the sound of pencils scratching as the in-laws furiously sudoku as my background music (interspersed with my father in-law saying "Lay down! in a stern voice to Seraph, who has no intention of obeying anyone but me and even then only on good days. Ever been nose-to-nose with a deerhound?). We leave today for California and Dave skittered away to work this morning to avoid Brenda in full organizatrix mode. He is a wise man.
There is a firing to be done today, two shipments to pack, one of them to ship. There is still an annoying swarm of little tasks to get done--in addition to packing--and I promised the afore-mentioned spouse that I would have a calm, relaxing day. I am not going to break my promise. I WILL BE CALM, dammit.
The glass order is off to Bullseye. The metal order is off to Elliott Metal Works and delivery will happen during my absence (thanks to Stacy, Wunder Assistant and the Amazing in-Laws). Vacation is good. Rest is good. Seeing the far-flung friends will be good. I WILL RELAX. To aid in that effort, I'm off to have a facial. No thinking, no stress, and I'll look 10 years younger at the end. See you (with my virtual pen) next week!