Apologies to Paul Simon, but it’s been an exhausting weekend. Yesterday was The Sassy Blonde’s move, then Venetian Night — from which we didn’t get home until almost midnight. Today was the annual picnic for the sober house where I go to most of my meetings, followed by Whealan Pool (a water park) with Pops and my boys, going to see Gay Nate give a lead, and then doing laundry with The Sassy Blonde (The Sober Dad and The Sailor came along to “watch” us…). This is more out-and-about in the city than I usually am in one week, and it’s all been packed into a weekend. And this week I’ve got a project due by Friday, all my “normal” work, and then Lollapalooza all next weekend — followed immediately by my birthday party and going to NYC. Whew! I think it’s time for a bubble bath.