this week of days

hasn't this been the longest week ever? i feel like every word out of my mouth has culminated into a big, eternal "ugh." each day stretches on for weeks. and this week has stretched on for the better part of the year.

or does it just feel that way?

there is something nice about the boss being away. the phones don't ring. there is plenty of time to focus. and yet. focus is exactly what i can't seem to be able to do. i have my work all lined up in front of me. my visual checklist. i even have a literal checklist. and yet. here i am. whining about the conundrum that is this week.

let's see. what am i busy thinking about so i don't feel trapped in the confines of space and time that make up the black hole that is this week?

1. my sweetest love. oh, that husband of mine. i daydream about him all day and then when we get home from work it is like heaven on earth. last night his charming self got me right out of my bad, frustrated mood. this is a man that i miss as soon as he steps out the door. and he can never get home soon enough. i am so lucky it hurts, aches deep in my bones. oh, that husband of mine...

2. is there anything else? i'm blanking.

now back to work.

it isn't even 2:00 yet.

holy crap...