It's been a bit of a sad week.  I watched one friend pack up his things to leave the company and I heard another is having even more surgeries.  My fingers are all picked to sh*t again. I really need my scheduled vacations, but in the mean time I stressing about meeting personal deadlines and accomplishments before said vacation.  I really am mental.  Spent too long last night running for a tarp and cutting it to go down over the garden plants as they were calling for a frost - nothing happened, thank goodness, but I did jockey that stuff around and hauled the plants in from the front porch again too.  What a pain in the butt.  C'mon nice weather, time to stick, maybe the sun will lift my spirits.