It’s like clockwork, people. Every single week, a Wednesday rolls around. Amazing. Simply amazing.
I have actually started on the UFO thingy. I will post a picture when I get the biggest thing I have to do, done. It has just been sitting looking at me. Accusingly. Such a bitch.
So, to avoid talking about it without a picture, I will mosey on to the next random thing. I got a fabulous deal on exclamation points and question marks. You best get used to seeing them all the time. It will take me all year to use them up, I’ll bet.??@!!?????!!!! I threw in the @ sign because I got them as an added bonus!!!
Now. Since I have brought you up to snuff on those things, I will discuss our bizarre weather, folk. We have had fog every single day for, like, ever. I don’t ever remember fog consistently for over 5 days. Weird, huh? When it’s not too terrible thick, I love it. Grover acts like the Hounds of the Baskersville are after him. When he does that, he totally creeps me out. You would howl if you could see us, pre-dawn, walking in the fog with him looking around every few steps and me looking after him. What a pair. It’s just so “Buffy the Vampire Slayer”, ya know?
Finally, my job is getting shakier all the time. It has made me a relative wreck this week and by doing so, pissed me off. I am an adult woman with a brain and everything. Like I would be the only person in this position? Pulleeeeeez. What a cry-baby. I am (and, damned well should be) grateful for all that I have. This anxiety is hard for me to understand. I don’t have alot of patience for it, anyway, so I don’t really know how to deal with it other than to get mad and work through that. Sounds strange, doesn’t it? I have used rage and anger to work through everything in my life (except grief….can’t do that). I think my family are born with anger and learning to deal with it is a major growth issue. Well, I can do that. I can use my anger to move through so many situations. I just thought as I got older I wouldn’t have this anger issue anymore. I guess I figured menopause was like a lobotomy. In some ways it feels like it;-D
I sound melodramatic, but I’m not really. It’s just a function of my personality. Strange, eccentric, bizarre. I got it covered! So, I will leave you, once again, with my soundtrack. Here is a favorite, “When I Fell For You” by Buddy and Ella Johnson.
Have a great Hump Day!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!