Yes... I still exist

Life is a tad full at the moment. I could use to borrow a few more hours to extend my days. I started training on a new job Feb. 15, and my son Zack and I will be portraying apostles next week in a community theatre play called the Living Last Supper. It is so cool - I have done community theatre for more than 20 years, off and on, but this is the first one where I get to be on stage with my son. I have done some plays with my parents, and now this is so wonderful to share this experience with him. The downside is I don't have time to breathe. Case in point, yesterday: up at 5:30; showered and a 30 minute commute to work, worked 7 AM to 4 PM, got home, and cleared snow from the driveway for an hour and a half, had a pizza with Zack and we zoomed off to rehearsal. Got home at 9:30 and guess what, I was tired, holy monkey, was I tired... but that stinkin' alarm clock rattled my cage at 5:30 again today... Calgon, take me away! Who's up for a gang bath, and a 15 hour nap? See you soon... Hope all is well, large hugs, and thousands and thousands of felicitations...