It's offical: today is my last day of work. I was going to work up until Friday but I just cannot do it. Plus, I deserve a few days of "peace" before the baby comes, at least from the demands of my job. Additionally, it's 99 degrees out today and we're looking at more of the same the rest of the week. The nature of my job requires me to be in my car and out and walking around quite a bit and I'm at the point where I can no longer do it. I'm not sleeping at night and I feel as though I have swallowed a watermelon, or possibly a traffic cone.
So peace out work. See you in November.