I did not right yesterday, not because I did not have anything to say, but because I procrastinated so badly that by the time I remembered to write I was out of time. While I would love to regal you with the story that I had planned for yesterday, I must admit that I cannot for the life of me remember what I was going to say. Clearly, it was of the utmost importance to me.
I can't remember if it was about my weight or maybe it was about the ridiculous hour long meeting I sat through in which the committee came to the conclusion that my suggestion given in the first 15 minutes was going to be the plan. I really don't remeber. Maybe it was about God, but I am pretty sure I covered everything that I wanted to say about Him the other day. It could have been about my hair. I still have no idea what I am going to do with this crazy mass living on the top of my head. I have at least upgraded to combing it every day.
I might have been getting ready to go on a tirade about people not wanting to pay me or the job interview that the hospital wants me to come in for. There is no official job yet and they aren't accepting applications until the new year, but wonder if I can come in and work a couple days to see how I work with the team. Even as I type that I realize it doesn't make anymore sense to me now than it did when she first said it.
I went through all the mail that was sprawled across my house and realized that I owe a lot of money to a lot of people. Everyone seems to have a hand in my pocket. I brought the important looking ones with me to work so that I could get a better handle on my life. I know that is what I planned to do this year- get a grip on my life. Ha. That is so not happening and I have to be honest- I was much happier when I had NO clue. Fact: Ignorance really is bliss! It may be torture for the people around you, but as a former ignorant I understand the desire to stay in the dark- especially with regard to finances.
That was definitely not yesterday's topic. Maybe it was about how some parent sent their kid to school hacking and now my son is at my mother's house because he was coughing so hard yesterday that he threw up and had to miss the class Christmas party! Argh! I just don't understand that and why don't they teach their kid to cover his/her mouth. How hard is that? I mean, really.
Whatever! I don't know what I was going to write about, but take what you will from the thoughts I am pretty sure I had yesterday.
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