Since I am going on a short trip tomorrow and I have a gaggle of stressful things hanging over me at work, I have not been able to blog. Seeing as I do not get paid to blog, it seems the mature decision. Instead I thought I would just share the random thoughts that go through my head while at home, work, and in between. They are random. They are meaningless. They are literally the diary of a busy mess.
1. I will run three miles this morning. There was a twinkie in the pantry. I think I will run five. I really want that twinkie.
2. Why does this dog pull my towel off the rack every morning and then lay his little dog body all over it while I’m in the shower? Also, why does he look at me like I am evil when I make him move off the towel?
3. Is that poop or an Ewok on the carpet? Oh, it’s an Ewok. It’s cool.
4. My yard looks like shit.
5. Good. The maintenance dude put visqueen over the broken window at the main museum. The slogan should be “Visqueen – helping broke people make it to the first of the month since 1954”. It has many uses. Add a red sharpie and you got yourself a tail light!!!
6. This is a damn good twinkie.
7. I am telling a small lie while on my lunch break. I know people tell the same lie every day to this same office but it tears me up inside. When I get to the counter I am sweating, red in the face, and not able to look the lady in the eye. If the Spanish Inquisition ever comes to town, I am screwed.
8. I will not order fries with lunch. I will not order fries with lunch. “I’ll have the fruit”. Whew! Made it through that one.
9. I can’t wait to pick up the kids from school. I love my kids. I love my job. (Insert an ongoing cycle of guilt)
10. What age do you have to be to pull this off? This dude can walk into the Country Club buffet half lit and no one in the packed dining room says a word. I understand he is 80, but geez. If I did that they would all simultaneously whisper, “Alcoholic” I wonder if people are still talking about the time we were at Phantom Ball out here? That fundraiser I came to right after weaning my youngest and had a few drinks then threw up in the bushes.
Yeah, they’re still talking about that.
