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bewizeThis is the first sentence/few sentences from the first post of every month this year. (This is my life. And it sums up perfectly my year. God, no wonder I'm tired!)
January: I have all the usual resolutions - exercise more, eat less, lose weight, save more money, etc. But, I'm not going to resolve about those. They'll just depress me.
February: 10 Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed. One fell off and hit his head. Mama called the doctor and the doctor said: "This is the strongest antibiotic on the market right now. Normally, I'd give you five days, but this is getting ridiculous, so I'm giving you 10. If you're not better by next Tuesday, call me. Me. And get me on the phone so that we can have a conversation back and forth."
March: So, I'm watching the third snowfall of the year from the giant window in the living room. About 80% of the people who may be reading this just burst out laughing, but hey! In Georgia, that's a BIG DEAL! (Ironic, because it's snowing right now! Glee!)
April: Have a Good Friday. No, really. Have one! Other than the fact that it took me 45 minutes to find a place to make reservations for Easter Sunday lunch, the day is going well. I've got baseball tickets for tomorrow and Monday. Whee!
May: Good Lord... So, Thursday happened. It wasn't bad, it was just busy. And then Friday and... you get the point.
June: Two Things: 1. I am home safe and sound. :) 2. I am in need of new living arrangements. I'd like either: a cheap place to rent in Decatur or a roommate who will help make any Decatur rental cheap.
July: I am not in a good mood and am just looking to start a fight.
August: I don't think therapists talk to you about your balloon popping phobias, do they? Guys, that's a line of actual conversation I just had. V suggested that I try Xanax, but I already have a 'script for that. She thinks I should take it more often and not let it sit in the cupboard.
September: After I left yesterday, apparently the shit hit the fan. Or at least S hit the bookshelf and toppled a shelf of books, then prevented Asshole Attorney from running for his life by blocking the door. (He did not touch Asshole Attorney.)
October: *headdesk* So remember when I talked abut paying off the Damn Discover Card a few days ago? Well, I made a balance transfer and then sent my entire "bonus" straight to Discover Card, which was great right up until I just realized that I forgot to cancel the payment coming out of my bank account.
November: I'm going to ramble a minute about my godson, so excuse me for it. But... last night was his first trick or treat and watching him experience reminded me of all the wonderful things about Halloween that got lost when I reached the age of alcohol and parties.
December: I'm so brain dead. I should have gone to bed at least an hour ago, but then Top Chef came on... *fails*.
January: I have all the usual resolutions - exercise more, eat less, lose weight, save more money, etc. But, I'm not going to resolve about those. They'll just depress me.
February: 10 Little Monkeys Jumping on the Bed. One fell off and hit his head. Mama called the doctor and the doctor said: "This is the strongest antibiotic on the market right now. Normally, I'd give you five days, but this is getting ridiculous, so I'm giving you 10. If you're not better by next Tuesday, call me. Me. And get me on the phone so that we can have a conversation back and forth."
March: So, I'm watching the third snowfall of the year from the giant window in the living room. About 80% of the people who may be reading this just burst out laughing, but hey! In Georgia, that's a BIG DEAL! (Ironic, because it's snowing right now! Glee!)
April: Have a Good Friday. No, really. Have one! Other than the fact that it took me 45 minutes to find a place to make reservations for Easter Sunday lunch, the day is going well. I've got baseball tickets for tomorrow and Monday. Whee!
May: Good Lord... So, Thursday happened. It wasn't bad, it was just busy. And then Friday and... you get the point.
June: Two Things: 1. I am home safe and sound. :) 2. I am in need of new living arrangements. I'd like either: a cheap place to rent in Decatur or a roommate who will help make any Decatur rental cheap.
July: I am not in a good mood and am just looking to start a fight.
August: I don't think therapists talk to you about your balloon popping phobias, do they? Guys, that's a line of actual conversation I just had. V suggested that I try Xanax, but I already have a 'script for that. She thinks I should take it more often and not let it sit in the cupboard.
September: After I left yesterday, apparently the shit hit the fan. Or at least S hit the bookshelf and toppled a shelf of books, then prevented Asshole Attorney from running for his life by blocking the door. (He did not touch Asshole Attorney.)
October: *headdesk* So remember when I talked abut paying off the Damn Discover Card a few days ago? Well, I made a balance transfer and then sent my entire "bonus" straight to Discover Card, which was great right up until I just realized that I forgot to cancel the payment coming out of my bank account.
November: I'm going to ramble a minute about my godson, so excuse me for it. But... last night was his first trick or treat and watching him experience reminded me of all the wonderful things about Halloween that got lost when I reached the age of alcohol and parties.
December: I'm so brain dead. I should have gone to bed at least an hour ago, but then Top Chef came on... *fails*.