This weekend I am going to try not to Take All The Ativan because of my stressy tenant news.
Also, I'm going to a fundraiser/auction at the beer bar we go to tomorrow. Drinking beer for the Gulf Coast! That might serve the same purpose as the Ativan.
So what are people doing this weekend?
Tomorrow I have a dentist's appointment, and then I am meeting a friend of mine from high school I haven't seen since graduation for sushi, and then I am seeing a friend of mine from a rival high school I haven't seen since those days either (although she's been in SF for at least a year by now, I think). Sunday, I'm working on my cancer pharmacology handout.
Oh, look, I hate everyone again. My god, what is with humanity?
Or, you know, me.
I am celebrating my daughter's SEVENTH birthday. Presents look like they will be clothes and books; it must be all downhill from six.
Run home from work and do laundry and dye hair. DH gets home from this week's junket very late, so pick him up around midnight. Saturday, we are going to help set up for friends' son's bar mitzvah at 7:30am. Then the event, then off to have dinner with a cousin and drop her at the airport. Sunday, help pack house for an old college friend's sister who lost her house to foreclosure.
Somewhere in there, I plan on sitting around some.
Just got off the phone with my brother. His speech is really impaired. At least we were able to crack some jokes for a while. I need to call my other brother and see how he's feeling about all of this.
This weekend starts with me having a beer, right now. After that, all I know is, I'm not working.
{{{amyth}}} and {{{bro}}}