So the Gator ran out of diesel, just when we’d loaded it with all the eqipment and were ready to sign in a dandy 5 hours of work. But no, instead we clocked 7 hours and a lot of muscle aches. Such is life. I’m just glad that it wasn’t in the dead of winter.

I didn’t get nearly as much done in my three day weekend, as I’d planned. I’ve got a desk, and dresser. But I need to build the dresser still. I’m yet to buy a bed. Ikea let me down terribly. I’ve still got tons of school work to catch up on. I need to spend a lot of money on various things, but am terribly afraid of falling short later on. I’ve still got plenty of meetings to attend and friends to catch up with. My laundry still needs to be done, car needs to be sold.

I need to make a list. Then I need to make a list of all my lists. Aaargh!