Darn it..and I'm not talking socks! Work is slowly crushing the life out of me. Much like the monotony of my husbands sweater and the fickle weather and..and ... Everything else! I can't find a bush type to plant in the top tier, I finished the body of the sweater and even seamed the sides but now have the sleeves to go and it's wed, which means I'm 2 days behind on that. One of my modes of communication has been lost, and now I can't talk to a friend of mine at work. This is important, this friend keeps me from strangling people I work with! The weather is warm then cold then windy then still. Some insect is eating my roses to death, they haven't even been able to grow much less bloom. My kids...are great and leaving SOON! (not soon enough) My kitchen is dirty, my fridge is empty, and so is my bank account. To top this all off, my excema is flaring up and I'm scratching like a hound...I need a break. Lets look at something
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1 Comments:
can i ask where you work? my job is being just as big a pain!
and does the excema mean i should look for the flakey black one? (smack me later, lol). if the sweater is getting to you, start another project!
and if your kids are leaving, do you want my youngest? i swear i'm gonna kill the little stinker!
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