An answer. (Sort of.)
So, the other day, Joey popped up on Gchat and asked a very pertinent question: “How come you’re such a mess lately?”
At which point I signed out of Gmail because A) I have no time to chat and B) I have no idea.
Really, it comes down to this. I’m really bad at being busy, at least until I get into a groove, which I am totally NOT IN.
Let me clarify by saying that life is awesome and I know I’m lame. I’m spending three-ish to six-ish hours a day, four-ish days a week, with my beloved horseys and kidlets. (I have several other jobs too. I’ll tell you about them sometime. Not now.) My husband does dishes for me and our friends are great. It’s super hot right now, but I know that it too, shall pass.
So all in all, life is sweet an’ saucy, I’m just slightly too busy and a little too tired to really relish it. I know it’ll be OK. I know that I’m totally a mess lately. I promise that I’ll return with witty things to say and wisdom to impart – hopefully soon. In the meantime, I have 25 items on my to-do list, unfolded, three-day-old clean laundry still in the dryer and a raging case of Crying at Stupid Things. I think I just need sleep.
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