Made it past the first draft

Four unlucky souls got picked so far for work Friday. They asked me if I wanted to work. They had walked off before I could stop laughing. If I can make one more day, I am free and clear. Big plans for Thursday, sit back with my dog and munch on turkey and taters, take nap, wake up, munch some more. No plans on leaving the house at all. Just one more day, unless I weaken and use a personal day to turn it into a five day weekend:)