It's been a long week, but it's flown by. Does that make sense? I've had ridiculously long days in the office this week - one was fourteen and a half hours. But I'm loving it. I'm exhausted. My house and my kids are being neglected. But I just FEEL happier. Tomorrow's going to be a rough one though. Next week too. After that though, I'm hoping that everything will be in order, and I can get back to some semblance of normal life. I'll reintroduce myself to my kids, and all will be well.