I have not.
I’m busy.
Like crazy, stupid, I work two jobs busy.
I have knots everywhere… in my shoulders, in my back, in my neck- my husband says they are in my stress points.
I think I need a massage.
But really, I can’t fathom nor justify spending whatever insane $65, $55 whatever dollars on a massage when I could use it to pay down on a bill I owe.
Just like I can’t justify spending $65 to get my hair done.
Really?
No thanks, I’ll just wear a hat to work every day. That’s easier.
I have nothing to say because every time I think of something that I’d want to blog about, by the time I get home I forget because I have papers to grade or RTI statuses to update or Progress Reports to create.
Yeah, it would make sense to write it down when I think of it, but nothing makes sense in my world.
I am the epitome of organized chaos.
Speaking of chaos I think they are learning about feelings at my daughter’s school. She is now in the process of constantly showing me her many moods: “Cay-Cay happy (smile)” “Cay-Cay sad (frown face with head held down)” “Cay Cay mad (scowl).”
That’s great and all, but the “sad” face with her lips hanging all the way to the ground? I could do without. She’s doing it right now for some unforeseen reason and won’t use her words to tell me why.
Speaking of a sad face I’m sad that I don’t write as much as I used to. I’ll try to do better though.
The End.
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