Let’s just say that the past eight days have been the never-ending week, and today has been the never-ending day in the middle of the never-ending week. Because even though normally a week ends with the seventh day, this is hell which means that it’s just going on and on and on and it isn’t ending. At all. Like, AT ALL. Every time it seems like it might let up, that joke we call life puts another banana peel in my path.