Dear This Week,
Due to extreme fatigue related to a case of bronchitis that is holding on to my chest for dear life, and the fact that I have been going at a breakneck pace, not allowing myself rest or relief from the burden of "the daily chore" I do hereby tender my resignation. I am done doing. I am whupped. Put a fork in me-I'm toast. I have folded my last item of laundry, checked my last blood pressure, coughed my last cough, layed my last layout, driven my last drive, and made my last lunch. I have spoken my last word. I'm finished. Kaput. I'm sorry I couldn't give two weeks notice, but since you are only a week, it would have been quite a stretch and, as you may have guessed, I have stretched my last stretch.
The opportunity has come up for a new week, and it is an chance I simply cannot miss. Since I'd like a small break, I'll take off the next few days, and start the next week on Monday.I thank you for the happinesses and the trials you have afforded me. You have made me stronger and older. And tired-er. It was nice working with you.
LOL Sarah...love your letter...hope you are feeling better and more perky soon!
Hee hee, that says it all! Whupped huh!? You rest up and take it easy and dreams of open fields and bright sunshine, and being swept along in the breezes of heavenly places. You'll be right in no time. That's where we want you.
From down here under the earth where it is SUMMER already.
girl...you better get some stinkin rest! we have a mailing date coming up!
hee hee hee...
Those long distance trips on top of life in general just get to you sometimes, don't they? Chill out this weekend....vegetate...:)?Go to the movies...Pride and Prejudice is out...:)
Absolutely off the hook. You wrote a letter to the week. Amazing!!
I just adore you.
I can't stand it.
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