For the first time in the past week, I'm spending the evening at home. And it's Friday–so I don't know if that is sad or smart or doesn't carry any significance. Ebenezer has been bathed. I'm relaxing with a some candles, some incense, some music, a book, and a pair of warm kittens fighting for the tiny amount of available lap real estate. I may even go to bed early; it has been a long and crazy week.