Every day above ground is a good one.[1]

[agoodwinsmith]

Tomorrow is a fortnight (which means that I worked extra hours [.75 per] every day for nine working days, and now I get a free day off during the week.  This arrangement gives a person a three-day weekend at least every second one, & I heartily endorse it.  So, I am drinking beer now, and will deal with evil spawning dishes tomorrow (I never get hangovers - drink lots of water before retiring, and, every time you get up to go pee, drink more water).

This will lead to next week where I have five more days before the end of my contract.  I suspect it might genuinely end this time, so I am again taking things home from work (I have less there than before).  Even though I know it is coming, I still find it depressing.  But hey: then original ten weeks has turned into seven months, so hey.

[1] - the bumper sticker on my SOGP's van when I first met him.

EDIT - also: never consume sugary things with your alcohol - no spirits and pop mix - okay I break that one occassionally without consequence, but not often.[2].

[2] - the breaking, not the consequence.