there is a tiny moth resting on my computer screen cause the doors are opened with the hopes that our house will cool down. it's sooo hot. seriously. once again we have managed to land ourselves in a house with zero cooling options. no a/c, no swamp coolers, not even a measly little window cooler can be found. i suppose i need to drag my hot and very bothered self to a super store and buy a big box fan. in front of the fan is where i may sit permantly until cooler temps arrive.
see? i was complaining and whining about when is summer gonna be here already-and now i want it to be cool. i can't make up my mind.
the heat is making me very irrational.
what else? no job yet for chris. i started getting slightly panicked today, but then snapped myself out of it in a hurry. i have a long, sad history of getting overly crazy about things i can't really control and you know what i have learned? that being a crazy lunatic gets me nowhere, only the funny farm. the funny farm is really not so funny. so, i was very productive today and made myself up a real purdy resume, cover letter, and list of references. not the easiest task when you've been "just a mom" for the past 5 years. psyche!
the past few weeks have been filled with friends that we haven't seen for a long time and it has been so great to catch up. i have been feeling nostalgic lately because my 10 year high school reunion is coming up. hence, the need to catch up with friends that i haven't seen in awhile. it's entertaining to watch myself transform into some wannabe really awesome sounding lady while chatting with people i haven't seen for 10 years. i mean how many ways are there to spin my picking up other people's turds for the past, like, forever? i really want to be uber cool and smart about art, and books, and popular culture. turns out i'm really not. but, i am smart about chasing butt naked kiddos down the street, and making using the potty sound like sitting on a golden throne of fun, and tuning out blood curdling screams in the car while the back of my seat is being kicked so hard i think i will have whiplash. yowza.....
i'm thinking all is not lost.
1 comment:
You have more to be proud of then most when you go to that reunion. You live the way most are afraid to live, not by societies standards. This is a great thing~
You go, be proud of who you have become, and the family that you have helped to create with your soulmate and the little people you are helping to mold and guide. You are a true Rockstar!
As far as Chris and work, take your hands off, everything happens for a reason.
Much Love
xoxo
Red
and get a F'ing air conditioner!
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