Monday Blues

What keeps me going today: going home to see Lovely and little Bear
What moves my feet today: nothing. I don’t really even feel like moving, but here I am anyway
I could do without: a seemingly dead car that I owe money on

I was going to post something from the morning. I’m glad that I didn’t. I must have more than 24 hours lapse before taking my meds or something. Who knows?!?! I know that this morning I was even worse than THIS! After my lunch hour of watching funny bloopers on YouTube I fought my way back to the Good Side of the Force. Maybe I was being mind tricked this a.m. Maybe it was just that I hadn’t had enough coffee. Whatever it was it had me by the throat and was chokin’ the life out of me.

I have been trying to get work done all honkin’ day long. I have had accounts that are paid in full that I am trying to get letters mailed. I have had people withdraw from school and have to have their repayment paperwork to them. Then I have had up-and-coming students dropping by to sign for their loans. There have been eight as of right now. Eight people may not seem like a lot, but when it takes about 20 minutes per person, it tends to eat up your day while you are chanting over Terms and Conditions and waiting for them to fill in their John Hancock. I mean, that is, what, two and a half hours. I mean, CRAP!!!! And some people take longer than 20 minutes. Then you have to disburse their financial aid. The little gaps left me with thoroughly detailed work to do. Not good when you have specific steps to take or you’ll mess up everything. So I found myself taking an occasional glance at the following youtube junk.

Please know that this isn’t for the absolute squimsh. I saved the best one for last. At one point I was taken off guard and laughed out loud and spit all over my monitor. Caution: Don’t drink coffee and watch these videos.


Weekendhuh? Whaa?


I don’t really remember this weekend. I mean, I was awake for it all. It just happened so fast that I couldn’t really tell you much about it. This is a run down of it.

Friday night – quick date and movie with Lovely
Saturday – take some boxes to storage shed, look for swimsuits, move a dresser, help with a big huge machine
Sunday – run massively late to church, lead the Lovelady choir in a song, sermon, songs, leave, lunch, Lovelady Center worship, groceries, home, tension, sleep (actually, no sleep, but that is almost always the case).

I don’t think I really had a day off, I mean, geez, I didn’t stop moving long enough to go to the bathroom. I had to wear depends all weekend. (I’m just kidding. I’m not like that psycho astronaut lady.)