I keep thinking that I really need something good to happen right now. I am under so much stress. I find myself snapping at people when I don't mean to at all. I'm tense. I'm on edge. I'm exhausted all the time. My allergies are killing me (thanks, drought). I think I've got ten more gray hairs in the last two weeks.
I know some of my friends would tell me to slow down and have a margarita, but I'm so broke (both financially and time-wise) that I can't afford such luxury. Even though there are days that I haven't eaten because my animals eat first and/or there is just no time, I haven't lost any weight--I'm all swollen from my allergies, which makes my back hurt and turns me into H.R. Puffyface, so I look and feel like crap.
However, I think I'm going to make a choice. I'm going to take all that crap and turn it into crappe!
I just have to figure out how to do that.
Hmmm....okey dokey. Well, maybe I did get a bit carrie-d away. Nyuk, nyuk, nyuk. So punny!!
Tomorrow we'll be back to our irregularly-scheduled program (whatever that is),