The weekend is upon us yet again. As those of you who know me well know, Friday's find me grumpy and tired. This week it seems especially so - I'd gotten my hopes up that the repairman would be able to fix the washer (we broke down and scheduled an appointment) with a wave of his repairman ratchettype wand on the spot.

Of course, it was not to be. It would be another $247 and another week. I decided it wasn't worth it.

And adding further to the crankiness further is the ache in my back. I don't know what I've done, but I've an ache in my back that won't stop. Unless I'm asleep. And since I can't seem to sleep more than six hours a night, and certainly none uninterrupted, I've given up on that as well.

I can't think any further about the economy (although the conspiracy theorist in me notes that some of the players in the news this week were previously rumored to be potential suitors for my employer, and the accidental nature of our sale yanking release to the press was timed a bit oddly in light of what occurred otherwise, yesterday). My head just might explode.

Lol - now do you believe me? I am always grumpy and tired on Friday.