Friday night with no more than two days and a wake up before we're in the compound on the hill. I'm still walking around barefooted and have a dozen things to do before I'm ready. There's Bill O'Rielly to watch for his latest view of Obama and then Rush to catch on his archives later on tonight and last but not least I've got your basic Office to pull up. I don't know how I'll ever get it done. The only consolation is that I should have plenty of time to catch up on my sleep when I arrive at the center on Monday.
I do have a horse ride with the boys scheduled for tomorrow; one last time before we leave. Its supposed to be raining but we'll see how it shakes out. I figured I'd take out my dog and horse tomorrow and then shoot 'em so no one will mess with either while I'm gone.
I thought I'd do a nostalgic visit to the office today to see how it looked without me there and my little office manager friend who helped me run things for the last six years looked up, sneered at me, and said, "stop spending so much money". It's pretty sad. Yesterday I was the big boss that no one messed with and now I'm the little man getting messed on. I guess I have to be better to Diana so someone will love me.
