i came here today and just stared at the cursor till my eyeballs hurt.
because there are totally things i want to write about but the effort to do so seems impossibly unattainable. and really i'm just tired. like there's a thousand things going on and really i no longer have the patience to do any of them and then it's like all hell breaks loose.
does everyone's life look something like this:
xmas shopping? not done.
xmas presents i did buy? not all wrapped.
shark week? happening right now (ladies know what i'm talking about).
the house? construction zone.
the yard? a mud pit.
current status? single dog mom.
bank account? so pathetically sad.
and okay maybe it doesn't look exactly like that but perhaps some of your life is like some of the above? OR maybe just lie to me because misery loves company.
but really it's kind of crazy how you become so used to being part of a team.
and then your fellow teammate bails on you (not really because yes it's for work) and leaves you in the dust (literal dust) and what you thought was going to be two blissful weeks of watching crap television turns out to be the exact opposite. and really this entire post is becoming one giant whine-fest. sorry.