Crazy times on the chicken ranch. Yesterday Bill turned 36, which by all accounts is not that old, so we had lunch at Patrick's and enjoyed the casual setting and the chance to get away from the office. Last night I went to the library and read up on things that are important enough to be on the cover of magazines and found an entire book (over 200 pages) about coal. So I checked it out and I'll get right on it as soon as I'm done with "Driving over Lemons." Then it was home for The West Wing and then an early bedtime to balance the effects of my new early-rising schedule that allows time in the morning for a trip to TimberChase's fitness room to prep for the ski trip that is still months away but for which I'm not anywhere near in-shape for. Then today some drama at the office and now I'm just wishing it were the weekend already. Whew. Being grown up is merciless work.

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