Today--Work until midnight, come home and go to bed because . . .
Saturday--Up at 6 to get Phil to an all day choir rehearsal so I can go shopping while he's stuck there. Go grocerey shopping and going to buy a new outfit for a meeting I have next week--promotion clothes, yeah. I also have to drive around and find the locations of my meetings next week so I don't get lost and may swing by my new store to observe and spy for a bit.

Want to know what I'm getting into.
Come home and clean the house--note to the boys-if you want to find your stuff ever again, put it away before I start my cleaning rampage. "Deena, where is my . . ." I put it away where it belongs, "OK, where does that belong again?" I can't help it, I am seriously OCD when it comes to cleaning. Maybe we'll actually get everything put away and be able to have a housewarming party soon. Go through new store reports and see where the store is financially, find opportunities to address next week with my boss.
Attempt to groom dog, fail, make Colin or Phil help me hold her down. Succeed. Give dog a bath. Let her outside to dry. Watch her immediately head for the one part in the yard with dirt. Watch her roll in the dirt. Wonder why I gave her a bath. Shrug and have a beer.
Go pick up Phil, pamper him for awhile and go out to celebrate. First date night in like three months. Been busy. No idea what we are doing . . . any suggestions?
Sunday--find a bar that may actually have the Packers game because I doubt it will be on tv. Drink and watch football all day. Relax with Phil and play with the dog.