It's becoming a regular thing

The third of January rolls around once again, and once again the Biffster and I celebrate another anniversary.  This is our fourth (FOURTH!), which seems impossible, but the calendar does not lie.  Hard to believe that 4 years ago we were looking forward to welcoming friends and family into our home to help us celebrate gittin' hitched.  It wasn't a big crowd, but it filled the Tiny House and we were so grateful to all who were in attendance.  Four years already - amazing.

I love you, Biff, buns and tounches.  You are one of the shining lights of my life and have been a wide open door to more happiness than I thought existed.

The only thing that could make it better would have been waffles for breakfast.  :)

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Once again I have made some New Year's resolutions.  Some are slow-goers, with a long road ahead to achieve full compliance, others are more immediate and can be practiced in full right away.  Daily gratitude falls into the second bucket, as does not offing the annoying cat.  Well, wait.  The cat thing might fall into the first bucket, if her long-term survival is the end goal. 

Anybody want a cat?

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It's back to work in full swing this week, after having 11 days off during which I thought not about work at all and work didn't much think about me.  I came back expecting a barrage of emails and was delighted to have received a mere trickle, 95% of which was junk or unimportant and was immediately deleted.

The parking lot is nearly empty, even today.  That however has not stopped the timelines that were set before the break from coming just as fast as if it was full of highly-motivated professionals, so I'm relearning how to type and set priorities and establish lines of communication and methods of mollifying anxious teammates in order to be in total full swing when everyone and their admins are on deck next week.

*cracks fingers, rolls eyes*

Here we go!

Tiff out.