aefenglommung (aefenglommung) wrote,


I have discovered that it isn't The Day After that gets you: it's the Next Day After That. After backpacking Saturday, I was pretty tired on Sunday, but I got through it all, plus mowed the lawn and did other strenuous things.

Yesterday, I was up and at 'em again, and stayed pretty busy all day; by the end of the evening meetings, I was a wreck. I fell asleep on the couch last night, fully dressed, and woke up this morning at 6:00 a.m. I crawled into bed to finish off the night's sleep and didn't get up until almost 10:00. I feel much better, but I've lost a lot of ground.

Meanwhile, these next two weeks are going to be really tough. Holy Week is next week, and Easter's a-comin'. There are special services to get ready for, confirmation class to finish up, and deadlines, deadlines, deadlines.

I've already decided that I just can't get my taxes done in time, so I'll be filing an automatic extension of time to file. As long as we throw money at the gummint monster at the appropriate time, it'll let us wait until after Easter to get the paperwork done.

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