Last night’s afterglow has burned out. Thanks to a cranky client and an exceptionally crappy week, overall. Replete with infuriating and exhausting lunch hour errands today. Dare I tempt fate by taking the little man to have his hair cut after work tonight? The last attempt turned him into a shrieking, writhing wreck. So perhaps not. I need to relax this weekend. Though it would take more than two days to fully recover from this week. Guess I’ll take what brief respite I can. Sigh.