No, no goals. No way, no how. I don't want to hear the word, at least for a couple of days. Which of course doesn't mean they aren't there, whispering in my ear. And some will get done, only because they must. But I'm not going to think about it.
I am SO looking forward to the weekend. The first person who comes along to mess it up is dead meat. Seriously. Plans? Absolutely NONE! Oh, wait, there is one. No family. As it is, my two youngest live with me, so that's more than enough. I'm NOT in the mood to add the other two daughters, their spouses and especially their kids. I am officially Nana'ed out.
More later...
‘Twas the Night Before Valentine’s
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