I feel like I've been running for weeks.

Day after day, night after night, everything done in preparation for today. So many people to meet up with, so much stupid car stuff (or lack thereof) to deal with, so much work, so many deadlines (including those of expiring shopping vouchers), way too many obligations to fulfill. All for a mere absence of nine days.

I can't say I'm glad that the week has finally come to its end. I still have so many things I'd like to have done but, at the same time, I haven't even packed yet! It's all about priorities, right?

Well, I'll be back. Unfinished business demands that I do.