Remembrance of things past

Was this just 5 weeks ago? It seems like 5 months. The days roll together in a seemingly never ending cycle. I get up, drink coffee, get ready, walk to my office, work 12 hours, eat three times, watch an hour of TV and go the bed. This is every...damn...day. The only thing that keeps me from chuking it in is knowing that my bride is strong and supports this. Not too much longer. Gotta get that new house built. Gotta get that youngster's college tuition put away. I can rest then. Sleep fast, sleep when you are dead.