OK, so I don't blog for nine million months what the hell happened to my poor wittle blog?
First, I go to sign in and they don't remember me. Are we kidding? It's a sad day when your own blog doesn't know who the hell you are. Just sayin'....cause that would be important.
My life. Where do I even begin? Not sure. Whatever, my life has been a shitstorm personified. What the hell hasn't happened? Oh right, I'm still alive BFD....
I'll be coming up on a year since my poor hubs died. One whole year. I can't even wrap my brain around that one. The scarier part is that I too am another year younger older. How the hell did that happen? Where did the year almost go? Better yet, I still haven't done half of the crap that I should have done regarding paperwork, accounts, bills, oy, it goes on and freakin on.
All I seem to do is work and constantly put out fires. Big HUGE fires. You know, 2 steps forward and 67 backwards? Yep, that would be me.
Hoo boy, where was I? Oh yeah, fires....too many.
However I did miss "me" lil' old blog. I've been so tired and/or just plain bummed out that I didn't want to write about anything. I'm baacck!!! I know, who the hell cares? I do!
I miss all my blog "peeps". I have managed to still read all my blogs but so many of my favorites have stopped blogging and of course there is Facebook and OMG Twitter and a bazillion other techy ways to go. If that wasn't a run on sentence I don't know what one is. Sheesh!
Maybe I need some ADD drugs because I start typing and forget what the hell I wanted to say. Surely that is not normal.
Do the rest of you guys just go to work, come home and then start your day all over? That is surely what I do and it is something that I am so not used to. I used to have a real honest to goodness life. I swear I did. It isn't hubs either. We did not live out of each others back pockets. He did his thing and I had the time to do mine. I swear I was less busy when he was here and sick. I still found the time to do all I loved. Now...it seems all I do is work, come home and work and then go to bed. Oh, and then go to work some more. Fun. No?
Well, the bitch is back! I think I woke up this morning, head cold and all and thought FTS...I needs me a life. I decided that I'll have to give notice at work. It is no longer enjoyable. I'd rather be selling baskets at a market in South Carolina. Seriously, I really would.
Not sure exactly what I will be doing when I quit....after the 1st of the year, but hey, whatever. Life is short! I'll find something.
My son and his wife are having their first little girl in February. They will need some of Grammy's funnies and help. I would love to go over to Children's Hospital and hold me some sick preemies for a few hours. Approved! These things will become my reality after I give my notice.
In the meantime, I'm plugging away at life. Trying to figure out what papers I still need to deal with, working, cleaning, and whatever else I do in the course of a day. Oh, and still following my awesome people on Facebook, twitter, whatever.
I can honestly say that all my Facebooking, Twittering, and blog reading has allowed me my sanity over the course of this year. Thank you!
Note to self, take time for me!
Take some time for yourselves too....It's on the house!
