I don’t want to go on the cart…I think I’ll go for a walk…I’m getting better!...I feel happy…I feel happy…OOF!
Between a work schedule that’s sucking the very lifeforce out of me, a daughter sick with fever/stomachache, and a son with pink eye, I haven’t been much of a blogger these last few days. When I do find those magic moments at home when the kids are in bed and the dishes done and the cat puke lovingly disposed of, instead of signing on to Blogger and writing some pithy little declaration, I fall asleep on the couch…or standing up…or on the toilet.
I also have a vague recollection that tomorrow’s my birthday.
In the immortal words of OK Go, “Do what you want” with Poetry Friday today. I have a surgery consult this morning for my stupid eye, and then I have to bust more than a few heads here at work so we don’t traverse into the dark ages of Marketing. But I’ll be ‘round to y’alls places soon enough. Hopefully without this pit of despair for a stomach.