Still alive

January is half over. What the heck!? I still haven't pounded out all the new years resolutions so that'll have to wait. I'm working overtime everyday just to try and stay caught up. I may die when Becky has her baby, if you don't hear from me after next week, you'll know what happened.
I start at the temple tomorrow as an ordinance worker. I'm pretty stoked about that. "Friday night!" you exclaim, "but Cathy, Friday nights are for dating and partying and such." Right. Let's look at the last 2 Friday nights of Cathy's life. 2 weeks ago: asleep at 8 p.m. Last Friday: pjs by 5:30. I really don't think it's going to hurt my social life any more than it's already hurting. It may just be the best thing to happen to my Friday nights since, . . . . ever. It'll be great!