I have a horrible, horrible headache. I should just drug up and go to bed, but I want to savor my last day off before the shit hits the fan tomorrow. I got a fax from a client last week, and we screwed up very badly. I don't know who's fault it is, but it's at least partly mine, and since no one was around last week to resolve it, it's been hanging over my head all weekend, including nightmares.

But other than that, I rather enjoyed my three-day weekend. Saturday afternoon I attended a birthday celebration for my aunt, then ran off to meet with a professor who taught me how to use the online homework system. This is going to be awesome. No more spending hours and hours grading! Wheee! Then Josh and Chelsea and Randal and my co-worker Bruce came over to my place to watch Ultimate Fighting Championship 60. It ended up being a pretty good fight between the guy who revolutionized the sport, Royce Gracie, and the current dominate fighter, Matt Hughes. Hughes won, but Gracie really showed poise and skill. And he took an armbar like nobody's business without a submission. That was impressive.

Sunday I did absolutely nothing. I don't think I even got out of bed until 11:00, and then it was just to wash my face and eat breakfast. Then right back to bed with my laptop, and I read TWOP until 4:00 in the afternoon, with a couple napse in there. Then I finally put my contacts in and watched television and crocheted.

Today was the real work day. I mowed the lawn, and then painted some stakes that Dad let me have. I'm going to rig up a homemade trellis for my raspberries to grow on, so they don't choke my neighbors' redbud bush again this year. I leaned them against the picket fence between the house and the garage, and I really noticed how horrible it looked. I figured I had all the supplies out already, so I scraped and painted the fence. It's not what I was planning on doing this weekend...I had some Inside Projects that need to be done, but the fence needed to be done, and I suppose the Inside things can be done easier in the evenings than the fence would, as it took me almost all afternoon.

As I was working on the fence, one of the stakes I had painted fell over and hit me on the head. I kept working, but didn't realize until later how hurt I was until I reached up to feel my bump and blood was dried in my hair. Gross. Plus, the headache. I've iced it a couple of times, so the swelling is down. Ibuprofin would be good, though. As soon as I'm done here.

My new neighbors, Doug and Amy, invited me over for lunch, since they were cooking for a group anyway (their parents were here for the weekend), and I finally got to meet their two-month old baby, Jamie, who is adorable. I see some quality baby time in the future, as my neighbors are way cool, and offered me the use of their pool. Sweet!