The Hater left me this morning around 5am. He'll be back either Monday or Tuesday... and between now and then he'll be in Boston doing work-related excitement in the snow. Last night I looked to see what the weather was going to be doing in Cambridge, and he can look forward to highs in the 30s this weekend. What I saw didn't suggest any precipitation, but he says that there's still snow on the ground from a couple of weeks ago. Brrrr...
I wish I could say I had some exciting weekend plans, but so far my social calander has been taken by the cat. I might do something Saturday night with a friend, after she gets done with her work-stuff. There might be a random trip to Hobby Lobby after work today -- because there's nothing much more fun than looking for a cheap project.
I'd pick up some of my cross-stictching, but Zoloft won't leave me alone when the thread comes out of its baggie... I've got some watercolors and may paint. It's not supposed to get any warmer, but if it does I might take my guitar to a park and scare the birds.
The only thing I've decided for sure is that I wish it was already the weekend. TGIF.