The End Is Nigh

Last night, Hugh cleaned up his mess in the mudroom. Then he cleaned out the garage and organized his millions of tools. At one point, I saw him pick up the Shop-Vac to vacuum cobwebs from around the windowsills and from the hinges on the garage door. All of which can mean only one thing; the End of the World as We Know It. Please plan accordingly.

This morning, I dropped the Man-Cub off at Scout Camp. Before I left, we went over his schedule of activities for the day and his eyes just about bugged out of his head when he learned that not only would there be swimming and fishing, but also whittling, archery and BB gun shooting. Yes, the Trifecta of Weaponry. As I was driving away, I could see him in my rear-view mirror; rubbing his hands together and cackling with maniacal glee. It’s a darn good thing the Apocalypse is already upon us.

In better news, my parents arrive today for a weekend visit. We are attending the Cub’s baseball game tonight and I’m looking forward to spending some quality time relaxing with my family; it has been a long week.

Speaking of, I finished class yesterday! And, I won the Exceptional Speaker Award which is the top award bestowed on a participant of this particular seminar. I’m quite proud. In fact, should the world truly end; I will die a happy woman.

Not that I'm rooting for the end, you understand. I'm just sayin'.