I have about 20 files left to process at work before I can consider myself “caught up.” If I get through at least twelve tomorrow, I can probably manage to be finished with work by two or three on Friday.

Those of you who have noticed my rather conspicuous lack of presence anywhere, please understand: by the time I get home, when I'm this busy, the last things I want to have to deal with are people (no matter how much I love them) or computers (no matter how cool they are).

No offense intended.
And, hey, ? You're still the best assistant in the world!