Last night, Adam and I got home from a meeting at church around 8:30. I puttered about, folding laundry and other housewifey chores for about 20 minutes, then laid down
Last night, Adam and I got home from a meeting at church around 8:30. I puttered about, folding laundry and other housewifey chores for about 20 minutes, then laid down
In my daily work, I use my brain and my fingers and not much else and I get paid to do it, which is very handy. So three afternoons a
I did it, dear ones. I made a Facebook page. A fan page. That feels strange, so help me feel validated… and… well…. like me.
I know, I know. I’m way behind. I haven’t blogged in weeks days, I’m working like crazy to cover everything I didn’t cover while Little Joe and I recovered from
Hello my darlings. I have things to do, but instead I’m talking to you, because I have got things on my mind that need your input to be resolved. So
I pride myself on being a Little Engine Who Could. I have a tendency to get so mad at obstacles that I bulldoze through them and find myself on the
So this morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I guess, although I don’t see how that’s possible now that I share one and we definitely
I don’t write very often about being angry, mostly because anger, unless you can make it somehow funny or self-deprecating. is not a very fun subject to record for Time
I’m flakey because I’m BUSY, OK?! Holy cow. So today I ran from Job #1 to home where I was attempting to work on Job #3 until I have to
Except that I don’t know how to say “No, I’m busy enough already, thanks, and I would like a day to sleep in and eat carbs, please” so I will