*continued from above*
tually type your post in the message box.
Ok, so apparantly it isn't that much. I didn't even get to finish my sentence.
Right....so now that that experiment is over I don't really want to be typing anything, but I know that I should. You guys must be dieing for a good read by now ;)
So in the last 10 days I: got paid, got my parents back, went back to work (yay....[more on that later]), got my hair dyed/highlighted/cut/bang-ed, wasted most of my money because I hadn't been working so I didn't really have income, saw Kyle, sent Allison on a plane, went dress shopping (and surprised myself with the choice), and decided that I pretty much never want to work ever again.
THE END
Saturday, January 31, 2009
10 Days Later..........So I've been curious as to how long/big you can make your title before blogger decides that you're stupid and forces you to act
Monday, January 19, 2009
XKCD
Basically my favorite one ever. When you hover over it on the site, its says that it is sadly a true story lol
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Time off?
its good. at times. i think winter makes me lazy, or something. i don't really have the energy to do stuff anymore. i know that i should be doing something, but i can't force myself to do it.
but back to time off. the first week was good, now its mediocre. now i'm in charge. no, i don't have to be. but somebody has to. do you have any idea how physically/mentally exhausting it is to run a house? drag myself out of bed, let bruno out, feed the dogs, make coffee, get ready for school, start the car, go to school, get the mail, deposit dad's cheques, plan supper, buy groceries, drive home, make supper, keep house clean, do laundry, take out garbage, take grandma and grandpa their mail/ check that they're ok, water plants, check dehumidifier, listen to yellow pump, answer daily call from neufelds :), collapse on couch, lock doors, drag myself to bed, have nightmares about basement flooding/ lane filling with snow/ car quiting on allison while driving, rinse & repeat.
ok, yes, i might be exaggerating (might be), but still. I'm tired. And it doesn't seem like any amount of time off will help.
but back to time off. the first week was good, now its mediocre. now i'm in charge. no, i don't have to be. but somebody has to. do you have any idea how physically/mentally exhausting it is to run a house? drag myself out of bed, let bruno out, feed the dogs, make coffee, get ready for school, start the car, go to school, get the mail, deposit dad's cheques, plan supper, buy groceries, drive home, make supper, keep house clean, do laundry, take out garbage, take grandma and grandpa their mail/ check that they're ok, water plants, check dehumidifier, listen to yellow pump, answer daily call from neufelds :), collapse on couch, lock doors, drag myself to bed, have nightmares about basement flooding/ lane filling with snow/ car quiting on allison while driving, rinse & repeat.
ok, yes, i might be exaggerating (might be), but still. I'm tired. And it doesn't seem like any amount of time off will help.
